My Advice

Lyrics

[Intro] Listen, yo [Verse 1] Yo, listen man, I'm one of the greatest Welcome, one and all, I'm glad you have patience Have a seat, get comfy, open your ears Listen to my words, relax, I'll end all your fears See for years I've been grindin' on the hustle Strugglin' to get on, and divining all my muscle I'm living proof that if you don't give up, you can make it See I'm almost at that point and that's the point of my dissertation The motivation of my speech Is to get you to that highest point In your life that you couldn't reach Throw your shyness out the window, where the wind blow Make some money, stash it when on stage, spit with a passion Be social, respect all aspects of the culture With the graffin', scratching, all b-boy doing a backspin Stop ice grilling, harassing grabbing womens' asses Press on play like a production for TurboGrafx [Chorus: x2] You need advice? (I got it!) pay close attention These are some of the tools and use them with wise discretion I send them off with the youth that love hip-hop A lesson—a light to follow and avoid road blocks [Verse 2] Hit up open mics, even poetry shows And perform regardless, even if nobody shows That's called practice, mostly done by some of the pros And Bill's presence, organization of breath control (peepin') Don't get a manager like everybody else Until you get a major deal, do everything yourself Get something like ten songs together, listen to them on replay Pick the three best, and hand them out to college DJs (why?) They love exclusives, get your name out And if somebody think they hotter than you, put they flame out See battles is important, for confidence reasons (uh-huh) You lose some you win some But make sure the prize money's decent (okay) 'Cause your money don't happen till late in the career Free shows pay dues, spread love not fear A&R is trying to gas you, like super unleaded (true) Give gifts instead of cash, a year later you'll regret it This is a foolproof system, to get your MC on I get a buzz like a bumble bee on, a honey bee farm I started at fifteen and now I'm just gettin' known (damn!) Fifteen years later, when I'm thirty years old Don't give up, keep your chin up it'll pay off Just follow the system, the road to riches and stay off The narrow road, when you hear the start, a pistol take off And don't turn back, I'm giving you what you need to burn tracks And earn that, this is free, no fee needed for this advice Thanks for attending the seminar, God bless and goodnight Thank you, thank you Thank you very much Thank you for coming out [Chorus: x2] You need advice? (I got it!) pay close attention These are some of the tools and use them with wise discretion I send them off with the youth that love hip-hop A lesson—a light to follow and avoid road blocks