The Synthesis - How To Make It lyrics

[Intro] I've prayed for my turn so long... (BLOW! BLOW!) Just need one shot and I'll be oh so gone... [Verse 1] Sitting at the top it's just us, bet you I'll be right here when the dust settles They label us rebels; because we'll bust metal Angels, don't trust devils, therefore it's s*ut F you Sorry I upset you But you are not special Me, I'm- super, man like Cavil on the screen Hustling, still do what I have to for the green I'm not hard? what do you mean? My rapping causes scenes Asking cause it seems, I blast off you will scream I laugh because you're mean, f** a**, I'm after green Touched cash, I was a teen with bags up in my jeans The swag been in my genes, I had it since fifteen Couldn't afford jabos, My dad would always scream From rags with bigger dreams of pads and limousines I brag, myself esteem is pa** what you have seen My partners always schemed , on Jaguars for team Threw jabs at every fiend who detached us from the means We wanted everything that world had to offer Dine like we're mobsters, fresh shrimps, and lobster And so we got up had to work hard and prospered [Hook] Don't make excuses, make plans; then make it happen next, man Make decisions, boss up; then make progress, expand Make a living, make money, make your family proud Make your mark, and make history, but make no promises, now It's how you make it in America, make that paper stack Don't get jealous, get money; now tell a hater that How you make it in America, pennies, nickels, dimes Make it pile up, one dollar at a time [Verse 2] My flow is a grave digger for all of you brave misters A jab, to lame listeners who opted to stay bitter My buzz became bigger, can't ignore his aura I watched the yay go since y'all was watching Dora In the Explorer me and your girl knocking boots Map quest, on my path to the loot This old timer's back, yes I'm the truth In the flesh absolute, cold stone, get the scoop We all used to dream of living life at the top, but Life is a thot, made Idriss swipe like the fox Uh, new rappers couldn't write what I jot Every thought turns to crack like white in the pot They like that a lot, some are lost, he so nice These bars makes them bump like mosquito bites King Karl tell the press that I need no hype The new jacks know these shots can get Nino sniped [Hook] Don't make excuses, make plans; then make it happen next, man Make decisions, boss up; then make progress, expand Make a living, make money, make your family proud Make your mark, and make history, but make no promises, now It's how you make it in America, make that paper stack Don't get jealous, get money; now tell a hater that How you make it in America, pennies, nickels, dimes Make it pile up, one dollar at a time [Verse 3: Nucky Boston] I speak the truth for the youth Set it off like Queen Latifah in the booth Ball like number 34 use to do... (CELTICS) Gotta a pa**ion for being a savage Favorite album all time is Illmatic Finally speak my mind Threw this rapping A microphone fiend, whose new for taken n***as queens My style like feeding her beans, Just to get in her jeans Aka Billy Jean, step on the scene, I'm fresh and I'm clean Dude I'm Straight out The Bean No Hakeem the Dream, Still gotta lead my team It's all for the green, move quicker than a feen with a beam And Usain bolt chasing me, I gots to break out Wishful thinking bout a mansion wit a lake house I'm tired of being broke off take-out Getting twisted wit some bad b**hes If her friend badder than we switching You wana real n***a to hit it... Come wit it U f**ing wit Nucky & King Karl now b**h start stripping [Hook] Don't make excuses, make plans; then make it happen next, man Make decisions, boss up; then make progress, expand Make a living, make money, make your family proud Make your mark, and make history, but make no promises, now It's how you make it in America, make that paper stack Don't get jealous, get money; now tell a hater that How you make it in America, pennies, nickels, dimes Make it pile up, one dollar at a time [Outro] Been by lonely too long Time has been pa**ing me by Thought I was gone, you were wrong Now watch me catch up this time They counted me out, it's fine Never surrender, see I'm Plotting out this little plan That'll make victory mine I've been plotting O, so long... (BLOW! BLOW!) Just need one shot and I'll be oh so gone... Nucky Waddup!!! KING KARLEMAGNE...