Tenn Buick - Big Ideas
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{Intro: Cutie Jaffe}
You can't make big time with small ideas. From now on, so help me, it's only big ideas. Come on, let's go!
{Verse 1: Tenn Buick}
Flow is quick and nimble, bars is jumpin' over candlesticks
I'm Jack on the track here to serve this whoop-ass, always got a can of it
That lazy shit you listen to is wack, I'm not a fan of it
Wipe half of the rap game out with a fuckin' snap I'm on some Thanos shit
To infinity and beyond, I'm lightyears ahead of these fake ass rappers
Buildin' buzz, I'm here for the long run, they ain't shit, will they last after
Fifteen minutes? Yeah, I doubt it, shit they spit, well they ain't bout it
T-E-double-N is here to wake you up, your judgment’s clouded
Here with a verbal stomach pump for the fuckin' trash you've been ingestin'
No days off, and it’s gon' pay off, blood, sweat and tears I've been investing
Fortune and glory on my mind, stay on the hustle, stay on the grind
I don't mean to say I'm boring when I tell you I ain't into resting
NYC to overseas, you better have that dough for me
I could never lose 'cause I got Sceezy watchin' over me
The hero that the game deserves, but the Joker had some solid words
I'm the fuckin' best (so what?) So I should never flow for free
{Interlude: Godfrey & *Mike*}
*Well, I figured out a swell racket, and everything was going great until the cops came along.*
Too bad it didn't work
*If them cops would stick to their own racket, we'd get somewhere in this country without a lot of this relief and all that stuff.*
Mike, I wouldn't worry. Prosperity's just around the corner
*Yeah. It's been there a long time. I wish I knew which corner.*
{Verse 2: Tenn Buick}
Mainstream from the underground, in Hollywood and I'm runnin' round
MC with a true heart, I’m too smart, gotta dumb it down
Got fans now and they love the sound, I'm everywhere, and I'm unannounced
Hard knocks, I'm a true alum, and this dual drum got a hundred rounds
This is 'bout the journey, this is not I made it music
This is hit with a different metaphor every time you played it music
This is not about no xany, fuck that shit, that’s beta music
Bump my shit on repeat, runnin' up that data usage
Failure's motivated me 'cause it taught me that I hated losin'
Back to the fuckin' drawin' board, I soak up knowledge, stay improvin'
I could teach you how to stunt, I'm from the streets that made the Unit
Went to the doc about my flow, incurable, I'm afraid it’s too sick
You won't ever be real, no matter what you say to prove it
Me, I'm bringin' this heat to the youth, and I'mma be a great influence
Manners maketh man motherfucker, on some Kingsman, tailor suited
Never say you made it, grind and let your paper prove it
{Outro: Cutie Jaffe}
You can't make big time with small ideas. From now on, so help me, it's only big ideas. Come on, let's go!
{Intro: Cutie Jaffe}
You can't make big time with small ideas. From now on, so help me, it's only big ideas. Come on, let's go!
{Verse 1: Tenn Buick}
Flow is quick and nimble, bars is jumpin' over candlesticks
I'm Jack on the track here to serve this whoop-ass, always got a can of it
That lazy shit you listen to is wack, I'm not a fan of it
Wipe half of the rap game out with a fuckin' snap I'm on some Thanos shit
To infinity and beyond, I'm lightyears ahead of these fake ass rappers
Buildin' buzz, I'm here for the long run, they ain't shit, will they last after
Fifteen minutes? Yeah, I doubt it, shit they spit, well they ain't bout it
T-E-double-N is here to wake you up, your judgment’s clouded
Here with a verbal stomach pump for the fuckin' trash you've been ingestin'
No days off, and it’s gon' pay off, blood, sweat and tears I've been investing
Fortune and glory on my mind, stay on the hustle, stay on the grind
I don't mean to say I'm boring when I tell you I ain't into resting
NYC to overseas, you better have that dough for me
I could never lose 'cause I got Sceezy watchin' over me
The hero that the game deserves, but the Joker had some solid words
I'm the fuckin' best (so what?) So I should never flow for free
{Interlude: Godfrey & *Mike*}
*Well, I figured out a swell racket, and everything was going great until the cops came along.*
Too bad it didn't work
*If them cops would stick to their own racket, we'd get somewhere in this country without a lot of this relief and all that stuff.*
Mike, I wouldn't worry. Prosperity's just around the corner
*Yeah. It's been there a long time. I wish I knew which corner.*
{Verse 2: Tenn Buick}
Mainstream from the underground, in Hollywood and I'm runnin' round
MC with a true heart, I’m too smart, gotta dumb it down
Got fans now and they love the sound, I'm everywhere, and I'm unannounced
Hard knocks, I'm a true alum, and this dual drum got a hundred rounds
This is 'bout the journey, this is not I made it music
This is hit with a different metaphor every time you played it music
This is not about no xany, fuck that shit, that’s beta music
Bump my shit on repeat, runnin' up that data usage
Failure's motivated me 'cause it taught me that I hated losin'
Back to the fuckin' drawin' board, I soak up knowledge, stay improvin'
I could teach you how to stunt, I'm from the streets that made the Unit
Went to the doc about my flow, incurable, I'm afraid it’s too sick
You won't ever be real, no matter what you say to prove it
Me, I'm bringin' this heat to the youth, and I'mma be a great influence
Manners maketh man motherfucker, on some Kingsman, tailor suited
Never say you made it, grind and let your paper prove it
{Outro: Cutie Jaffe}
You can't make big time with small ideas. From now on, so help me, it's only big ideas. Come on, let's go!
