The Noncents - Now N Laters lyrics

[Verse 1: Detz] You see the shame is, I ain't gonna be famous Cause the rap game is getting naked, then embracing the faces of templated Creativity rapists raised from the same place as 88 of these fake makers of lame tapes every 8 days That play over the radio waves Invading our craniums, till we're insane in our membranes We're replacing Jay & Dre with these waste of today's space Trading MJ in his hay day, for an aging Dwyane Wade It's a mistake so let me take you back to a time Where hip-hop appreciated the spectacular rhyme Hooks were high cause uppercuts were packed in the lines When rap's vernacular was actually pa**ionate I'm Lazarus traveling time, back to wreak havoc with spit Dropping acid on tracks you're in like hazardous piss Rappers acting as if they got a habit of pa**ing a fist When the fact is in actuality they're pacifists With all the flexing about s**, ex and the checks that they get I'm expecting they end up dead, like every legend that went Guess I'm a pessimist, this isn't the best that there is I'mma spend the next ten, expressing who Eric Detzel is Born in ‘88, then ‘94 running a muck With k**akake, skating with Nate, just a couple of punks ‘02 is when I started to carry a crush I wasn't aware I'd marry the one so carelessly blushing High school was a rush, busted my nuts, coming up Closest I was to the 5-0 was one point above My average, after graduation, double majored and played soccer Then summa cum laude, honors, and then onto a job offer Computer nerd, living in Philly, moved and got hitched Love my wife, my pup, man life isn't a b**h And that's it, sh**, legit spitting's boring as hell Call me old school, but it's my real story I'm telling, oh well [Chorus] I live for now, in case there ain't no later man I don't know how to change just stay the same I take a vow cause I ain't playing games You ain't allowed to step, stay in your lane (x2) [Verse 2: KILLAKAKE] I got a confession, trying to usher out the bullsh** One word from moi, it probably gon' negate your whole sh** 2016 I'm on some reaching all my goals sh** And you been bad this year, on some Santa gave you coal sh** So underground my first show was in the Earth's mantle Been k**ing mics, since a tyke, blowing out my first candle Harder to handle than the Black Crowes or Otis Redding If you expect to beat me, the outcome will so upsetting Spent my early 20's writing raps and getting plastered It made for a good mix, some sh** I didn't master Y'all s** for all sorts of reasons I didn't factor I skip most tracks and my swipe finger is getting faster Uh, we supreme rappers, for several reasons I go so ham, f** around and offend a vegan Rappers say they sick, but my sh** is like ten diseases Quality is key, they couldn't match me with 10 releases Sorry, I know i'm not supposed to be rude but The crew has got me ga**ed and plenty socially lubed up Not thinking first, but often throwed when we do stuff Late to the party, not invited, just cruised up Not business savvy, but finish the Guinness gladly Shout out to all the late nights that started great and finished badly Not business savvy, but finish the guinness gladly Shout to all the late nights that started great and finished badly [Chorus] (x2) [Verse 3: Cue Nitty] Ayo Kake, you bake the cake, and eat it too You brought Nitty back from the city Where it's low down gritty And grimy You can find me In the back of the club, with all my n***as right behind me With big a** chicks, taking pics, sippin liqs So don't resist or you might miss Christmas (Biggie!) It's a risk that you take when we come in town Cause even now punks they still get beat down And that don't mean that the battle's won Nas 2001, hope you got yourself a gun I run like DMC, see how cool I can be Why you wear them gla**es? So I can see You down with OPP Yea you f**ing OB k**akake, Cutthroats, stop looking at me Stop looking at me Stop looking at me Stop looking at me And put the money in a big bag