Artist: Bun B f/ Big K.R.I.T., Run the Jewels Album: Return of the Trill Song: Myself Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro] Yo yo yo Yo yo yo Whoo whoo whoo Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Killer Mike] Had a dream I was still 16 but still me when I seen myself (myself) I was so bull-headed down the road I was headed Had to slow down and walk with myself (myself) Had to talk to myself, argue and fought myself Yeah, I had told myself The road never stroll down here And I told me, shit, I'ma keep it G You lookin aight, Big Mike Big money, big car, big house, big booty wife Shit, nigga that's yo' life That's yo' car, yo' house, yo' wife I'm just sayin, you could have that without the strife of the life that a nigga endured You ain't gotta drop outta college and watch your grandmama ask the law, "Lord, why did he do it?" You ain't gotta make love to the girl you don't really love Y'all have a baby and go through it What's really so bad, the game that I'm givin is golden cause it was gotten straight from dad "Did you listen to him, Mike?" Wish I had It's my life, it ain't that bad (yeah) Keep this conversation locked in your head Put you first, stack yo' bread (yo' bread) [Chorus: Big K.R.I.T.] I got to make these moves, I got to pay my dues, I got to take care of mine and mine and mine and mine alone, and all the folk that need me to be strong I got to hold my own, I got to right my wrongs, I got to let God steer I got to check myself, I got to help myself to live I got to make these moves, I got to pay my dues (my dues, my dues) I got to hold my own, I got to right my wrongs (my wrongs, my wrongs) I got to make these moves, I got to pay my dues (my dues, my dues) I got to hold my own, I got to right my wrongs Protect myself [Bun B] Now who woulda thought that a nigga woulda made it to a penthouse (made it to a penthouse) Man I been thinkin 'bout when Pimp came home went straight to the Bent Lot (straight to the Bent Lot) Now that's a long way from a pot on the stove with the gram (gram) But when I was comin up all I had in the pot was some Ramen noodles and Spam And I was like damn, and this is some bullshit I don't want to live like this I just want a chain that rains and nice wrists Why the hell I can't have me some nice shit? But instead of complainin, I started aimin higher My passion matched my desire Now I just spit out that fire and never get tired You can put that on a choir Yeah man I got me suppliers and made some mistakes But guess what? That shit don't define me (define me) That's why you find me grindin from the '90s until I'm in my nineties (nineties) Shinin, no need to rewind me Said it before and they scared to repeat it ('peat it) I came to give the people game they needed until my life is depleted (life is depleted) Your life is a bitch and it's best to be mindful of how you gon' treat it (how you gon' treat it) Cause if you catch a case with the Devil My nigga I'm down for your beatin (I'm down for your beatin) Can't get away from the choices you make and the way you behavin (the way you behavin) So don't be surprised when the throne that you sit in is startin to cave in [Chorus] [El-P] Ay, I got a foot trapped in quicksand (ay) I got a hand stuck in blender (ay) Walk with a heart that been bruised up Still got a couple beats left in What a surprise, I'm not dead yet Got a couple of friends that can't claim that They throwin the bones that got 1-1 Eyes of the State, no fun fun Woke up in the dawn alone, the mood hung there yawnin I don't see calm that often Lit the stick in her hair with no cough I'm walkin the Earth again, better get poppin Check the old gold watch, I ride often It don't mean much but it's mine, I copped it Have it on my wrist 'til my heart starts stoppin Good to remind, then I'm lyin inside coffin I don't advise, who am I to act wise? Nine out of ten times the swine had arised So I lie, it ain't A-OK Ay, you get nine bucks, they want eight Tryna chase you and parade around maze Try to remind yourself, they will pay You don't got shit, take a bit of mind games Stick around, maybe bring on pain to these lames [Chorus]