Edie Brikell (feat. Slug) Song Lyrics

I feel that most of you soldiers are flimsy
How the hell did you get over as an emcee
Now the dialogue injectors they simply
And I respect those that hold it against me
Paid rules and made rules to break rules
Stayed cool amongst tools and fake fools
Gave jewels to use from cradle to grade school
To the grave and still wade through the pools of I love you and I hate you

And the turntable keeps on turnin and turnin
Nothing can fuck with the way it goes around
Turntable keeps on turnin and turnin
Nothing can fuck with the way it goes around

First off focus, figure out why you wrote it
What's the motive, what you use to grow it
Where you tryin' to go with it
Do the people want it, do they need it
Or maybe they rather that you keep it
Is the party not poppin, or atleast a couple of heads noddin
Does the pass or fail depend on whether or not a check's gotten
Is it the laughter, the love, the hope
Is it the aspiration to make other rappers think you're dope
Is it the fans, the adoration of devils and angels
The hunger, you want more than left over eggroll