Go Hard or Go Home(Printnificence) - Blueprint

Go hard or go home! | Go hard or go home! | Go hard or go
Home! | go hard or go home!
Ok, Around the way, they say that boy cold with the written sh*t |
So cold man his tongue froze spittin’ it | Everybody wanna know
“is he getting’ it?” | But the only way he know is to live this
Sh*t | years ago really, who would’ve dreamt of it? | overseas
Doing shows really killin’ it | young boy dreaming about the car
Dealership | a bunch of hoes that want life-long memberships |
This is the realest sh*t, you gotta feel this sh*t | Been blessed
All because of the penmanship | get dressed, do beats with
Due diligence | can’t rest until the whole world hear ‘em spit |
You can hear he put blood, sweat, and tears in this | So every
Year you hear ‘em, is the year of print | it sound mean, but dog
I don’t wanna hear ya sh*t | My minds a machine, sometimes
You can hear it click | who got the biggest click? i could give
A sh*t | i roll so heavy solo you can probably feel my steps | i
Test mics but the rhyme’s no experiment | it’s proven through
Trial and error plus experience | rappers in they bag looking for
The biggest trick | but even in the smallest things he can hear
A hit | isolate the main part where the spirit is | then magnify
It in size until it’s a hit | i put things in places where they
Shouldn’t fit | i put drinks in my body that you shouldn’t mix |
I ride a mountain bike and run through a slew of chicks | It’s
No f**king question if i really do this sh*t | b**ch, i live where
The yen and yang intersect | my perfect day is to make a beat
Then have sex | then laugh with the fellas and a can of pabst |
Kissin’ the sky like my man Jimi Hendrix did | F**k what you’re
Interest is, and what got you into this | the rhyme is the only
Thing that matter to a lyricist | there’s no way that i can keep
Going in like this | because the good die young like dilla did |
My progression never ends, so I can never rest | Every rhyme is
Like climbing mount everest | every beat is like running up stair
Steps | except i don’t celebrate when i reach the crest | my
Entire mind-state is to be the best | not the hot new trend that
You think is fresh | i don’t care which path is the friendliest |
I’mma take the one that got no trace of human steps | I’mma
Tear rap down then rebuild the sh*t | with total disregard to if
The pieces even fit | reintroduce it to you with an unfamiliar
Twist | make it feel new to you like f**king a different b**ch