Artist: Blueprint Album: Adventures in Counter-Culture Song: Go Hard or Go Home (Printnificence) Typed by: jostmatt at bluewin dot ch (w/ help from liner notes) (Go hard or go home) Okay Around the way they say: That boy cold with the written shit So cold, man, his tongue froze spittin it Everybody wanna know: Is he gettin it? But the only way he know is to live this shit Years ago really who woulda dreamt of it? Overseas doin shows really killin it Young boy dreamin 'bout a car dealership A bunch of hoes that want lifelong memberships This is the realest shit, you gotta feel this shit Been blessed all because of the penmanship Get dressed, do beats with due dilligence Can't rest until the whole world hear him spit You can hear he put blood, sweat and tears in this So every year you hear him is the year of Print It sound mean but, dog, I don't wanna hear your shit My mind's a machine, sometimes you can hear it click Who got the biggest clique? I could give a shit I roll so heavy solo you can probably feel my steps I test mics, but the rhyme's no experiment It's proven through trial and error, plus experience Rappers in they bag, lookin for the biggest trick But even in the smallest things he can hear a hit Isolate the main part where the spirtit is Then magnify it in size until it's a hit I put things in places where they shouldn't fit I put drinks in my body that you shouldn't mix I ride a mountain bike that run through a slew of chicks It's no fuckin question if I really do this shit Bitch, I live where the yin and yang intersect My perfect day is to make a beat, then have sex Then laugh with the fellas and a can of Pabst Kissin the sky like my man Jimi Hendrix did Fuck what your interest is, what got you into this The rhyme is the only thing that matter to a lyricist There's no way that I can keep goin in like this Because the good die young like Dilla did My progression never ends, so I can never rest Every rhyme is like climbin Mount Everest Every beat is like runnin up stairsteps Except I don't celebrate when I reach the crest My entire mindstate is to be the best Not the hot new trend that you think is fresh I don't care which path is the friendliest I'ma take the one that got no trace of human steps I'ma tear rap down, then rebuild the shit With total disregard of if the pieces even fit Reintroduce it to you with an unfamiliar twist Make it feel new to you like fuckin a different bitch Printnificence