Dynasty - Gettin' By lyrics

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Dynasty - Gettin' By lyrics

[Intro: Rapper Big Pooh] I'm trying to be... We need to be... I'm trying to be... We need to be... [Verse 1: Rapper Big Pooh] No faith for the faithless People hide behind keyboards and screen names remain faceless Run up on your IP address, give you a face lift Report it to the public, got the nerve to call me "tasteless" You envious, they envy us, your envy here is baseless Surprised to see a black man with tattered hands that's case-less Grab your purses The elevator making wiggers nervous You scared? I'm sure your church is holding service So what's the plan yo? You still trying to be the king of yo' city? Ruler of your region To every crowd appeasing You change with the seasons Your dish needs seasoning I'm worried 'bout when us black folk gon' breathe again We feeding in, got us right where we need to be Pull the curtain back, show you what you need to see But most of us is Stevie Wonder to the realness Only the real ones gon' really feel this Listen [Hook: Rapper Big Pooh] We listen to these songs as the days go by Put something in my cup, I'm just trying to get by I turn my TV on, I just hear a bunch of lies God help us all, we just trying to get by I want to be... We need to be... I'm trying to be... We need to be... [Verse 2: Dynasty] Listen I just want to lay my heart and soul up on this sh** Get into my feelings Put all my dealings on the table, I don't care Show you that it's real it ain't a fable that I share Apollo blessed me with a track to try to make y'all care Searching for my muse but he alluding me with blues I read the first verse from the Hughes man A super hero but I'm still half human And my life won't let me forget, like, "What you doing? Oh, are your hands full? Well here's a little more." I lift it and used it for inspiration on my tour So now I'm on the stage having full blown therapy I'm in Romania like Check Out My Melody And I'm getting paid for it And I got life to thank for it Yeah, I drive a Mustang but my pay foreign It's like the verses kept changing with the same chorus Vision got bigger, good life I was made for it [Hook]