Doe Pesci - Failure's No Option lyrics

[Hook] I'm a give them hell until I rest in peace Been through it all, need my respect at least Who got the bet? Better you bet on me, baby Made man, America's most wanted lately So much I want you to see Feel like I'm boxing, only wins will bring the comfort to me Still ain't no stopping I'm a wind up on top with the key Until then they watching Ain't not rules, got to play for keeps Failure's no option [Verse 1] Everybody want the light I'm like fine you can have this The top don't mean you're living right, keep your mind on what matters These hoes don't love you, they rehearsin' all kind of theatrics Supposed to build each other up but most time it be backwards Until then we got to wait and pray until they finally catch us Toe tags, no dads in a county of ba*tards Going to need a cape to see our future You blind and need gla**es? Ten, twenty years rewinding these cla**ics Let's toast to living our vision Love the sound of these gla**es Envious ba*tards off the axis, mahogany caskets The blocks banging if you survive these harmony flashes No free pa**es, just regrets and R.I.P ad-libs Dearly departed, keep me guarded and all that we ask is Put a good word in while we hurting and dodging these crashes And, my position is go hard or get missing It's like dope and I'm running, the other part of me twitching Listen... [Hook] [Verse 2] Attitude like "f** it" today I need chilling and Louie buckets to play Man keep your outlet, I ain't got nothing to say Rather stick out than just be stuck in the way I'm pushing two decades of k**ing these bars Here's my parade Sun don't always shine sh** get too bright, they throw you shade I hope you make it there Top of that, make it from older age n***as want you to snap. Give it all back It's sporting rage, bloody contact Slipping off track, caught in a maze If I should hang up my number, you'll love me then? sh**! I wonder, pedal to floors Still soaring above the rim Good morning, I'm up to win Who brought us more within A quarter sent out to gems Six songs without the pen I gave it all I had and you shot me down I ain't change, same n***a they copy know Pay homage, pour out the commas and smile Outside of the family, can't nobody come near me I threw it all on my shoulders, foot on the rap game clearly [Hook]