Artist: Rapper Big Pooh f/ J. Pinder, King Mez Album: Fat Boy Fresh Vol. 3.5 Song: FootPrints Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com [Intro] Shoulda got me some... Jack Daniels for this one Hahaha! Yeah.. Uh... Bounce.. Yo, hehe So smooth, I don't need-... I don't wanna say too much, y'know? [Rapper Big Pooh] Yo, Willie B this got that bounce to it Matter fact my nigga, burn an ounce to it I po' up then pen songs, clowns wanna right they wrong by makin dis songs, what the fuck is goin on with the youth?! Ten plus years, this song truth No matter what the budget I recoup, I'm uncouth like a man tryna whistle that's missin his front tooths Minor league players oblivious to the truth They not ready, dyin to rock the boat remain steady Let bitches do the bitchin, niggaz petty Never gonna make it out they city, with all due respect Y'all really can't fuck with me, I'm the one not chosen Known to leave the fenders frozen Take 'em to the rack and smash on 'em like DeRozan, posin Yo, you ain't accomplish a thing Another dream deffered, you my lil' nigga, kiss the ring, waddup? [Chorus] They say life ain't fair but it sure been good to me Baby, I can complain but why cry when I still get by This is where I'm supposed to be, I put my prints in the sand I put my prints in the sand, I put my prints in the sand Why cry when I still get by, cause I know where I'm s'posed to be - it's right here [J. Pinder] Know trouble will find you, voice said in my head and it's final Spinnin the vinyl, pretendin my legend on trial That's fakin my humble, more money modesty takin a tumble Rollin this sticky laidback, think, take on this sunroof Prayin to put my prints in then, pen I'm not a penciler Pensive niggaz never prosper, that don't sound like Pender, bruh Seattle rapper lead the way, this is now my generation No statement's too big to say, make 'em move to motivate And Rapper Pooh done hit the dial - hold it now Told me he got Willie B and they need me to hold it down Golden child and gridlock make simple minds go around Knew I would become somewhere, you have to find a different route Get from out, round here, it's holy ground on princi-pal All it takes is Ace to spill from the grail and snakes'll scale and slither out Never put my faith in man who put his faith in doubt Nothing you can say when I make my momma proud [Chorus] [King Mez] Been in er'rythang so royal and grand But I ain't rap too tight, you artists rap like Renagel But before my plans to come record and blend You'll be fried shortly, they started puttin oil in pans already Your settlement to me niggaz, sealed and send already Put my pens in your heart, supply my demands already I know my verse is worth it, I'm deeper than grandma purses Runway models waitin for me, let me lend already Let me build a brand already, people needed some of mine All of it was planned already, all of it by God design You can call me Richard Petty, my sick second from my drive and being relatable, people love it when you keep it live All I'm tryin to be is real, give you somethin you can feel Ready to offer me a mil, I'm good if I can't keep it trill I'm glad I'm here but I ain't e'en started eatin still Knife and fork, won't be far when I recieve a meal Uh... [Chorus]