DJ Jon - Can't Get There From Here (Remix) lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Spose] Give me eight bars, I'll make them fly like a catapult Because of my locality you think we're incompatible? That my product would divide the people, mathematical? You think that it's irrational to try to make it national? I had the same game plan until I came into bigger checks Same turn-table, same cable, same internet Same cigarettes, I grab life by the taint Until townsfolk in Hoboken spoke my name [Verse 2: Ghost] But they told me I couldn't get to where I'm trying to go From the state of trees, lakes, ice fishing and snow Bucks and does, double Hemi trucks and roads Made of dirt, It wouldn't work if you're trying to blow Well I s'pose you're wrong, because songs are in rotation Hear Maine rap blazin' on stations across the nation As long as I'm patient, improving my preparation It's possible, still the local yuppies they be sayin' [Hook: Spose] Are you out of your brain? Rapping from Maine? You must be insane! (Well you can't get there from here) [Spose] Or delusional Please quit the beats And retreat to the cubicle (You can't get there from here) [Spose] You must have lost your mind I mean those rhymes They were fine for the time, but you (You can't get there from here) [Spose] You're from the easternmost Northernmost, bordermost state You can't be great (You can't get there from here) [Verse 3: Cam Groves] I told them that I rap They say that I'm absurd Just because I'm from the burbs I got to listen to Disturbed? Do what you want, you got the power It's your life, I'm from Maine and white And still hot chowder on the mic Some real and some fake Too humblay for gunplay I pay for the studio And do it all in one take One day, they told me Don't quit your day job Now I'm laughing Being different finally paid off [Verse 4: Lady Essence] No matter if it's supreme Its a genius within my region If the M to the E gives reason not to believe it See I'm seasoning the season Winter, splinters to bleeding My image splitting your teeth Because I got more than like three men And even though I got this moxie sound Y'all look at me crookedly because I work at a lobster pound Watch it now, my pockets round But lobster bins still by the pound But still I keep more iller Came and keyed you before you locked it down [Hook: Spose] Are you out of your brain? Rapping from Maine? You must be insane! (Well you can't get there from here) [Spose] Or delusional Please quit the beats And retreat to the cubicle (You can't get there from here) [Spose] You must have lost your mind I mean those rhymes They were fine for the time, but you (You can't get there from here) [Spose] You're from the easternmost Northernmost, bordermost state You can't be great (You can't get there from here) [Verse 5: Jay Caron] We're from the state that resides At the top of the map But don't a**ume that we don't know The math on doing these tracks You see, as MC's we push it to a higher degree Because it is, what we believe That we were destined to be So we be doing work, putting in time Searching online, spitting these lines And mic rules, we craft and design To take em places, my energy will never be wasted Because to get there from here is gonna take a lot of patience [Verse 6: Spose] So keep the firewood sparked Where the moose aren't sparse If you rap like Spose Well I guess that's a start Then sell out the bar If you want to get far And then help the DJ Go put the tables in the car Yeah I'm coming for the title now Whiter than a bridle gown I'm from the state of Maine I can spell it, you should write it down Roads one lane, streets no lights I spit hot sh** just to stay warm on cold nights [Hook: Spose] Are you out of your brain? Rapping from Maine? You must be insane! (Well you can't get there from here) [Spose] Or delusional Please quit the beats And retreat to the cubicle (You can't get there from here) [Spose] You must have lost your mind I mean those rhymes They were fine for the time, but you (You can't get there from here) [Spose] You're from the easternmost Northernmost, bordermost state You can't be great (You can't get there from here) [Outro]