Push On (Push Up)

Eligh: Engaging buffalo Start pulling your weight way over the track ____ to wait for the train To escape through the black hole In your swollen mind with stolen rhyme So _______ who is _____ ________? They're weak no doubt You amount to nothing left so I'm, gonna take you way back, climb Over platinum made back lines When it was laid back not about pay checks back to the apex Im gonna take you back in time Me and my boys, had a ploy to make some noise Underground, invisible but not unheard our words destroy Any decoy by default cause we _____ by the _______ with sea salt Under our boots, juiced with that robot boost Nowadays I'm searchin' for substance But end up feelin' so empty till I'm tempted to quit But I know the world needs our shit Holdin' on to animosity towards that radio rap is rancid It eats me up inside the entertain in hip-hop has died I can see it in black in white on the front page Of my biggest fears over the hill and back Again my friends im here till the back is bendin' breaks Take, my word like medicine If you got fetishes for good music With _______ to change, to producin this strange But I'm just doin' my thang And I'm a keep doin' my thang Till people don't wanna hear it bang I'm just doin' my thing And I'm a keep doin my thing Till people don't wanna hear it ring Or get too cool to sing _______ on the range With elements of change Eloquence sustained Deep fellas with their aim To hit that bulls eye centerfold Fuckin' up their game Spin it, turn it, burn it, rearrange till somethin' bangs The Grouch: I used to hit the ______ scrapin' in the 70 Plymouth Tapes in my lab 4 cd's in a dash were __________ My 9's to the limit We've come for the glory off the B boy kingdom hearts in it I really wanna loop the feelin' Repeat it for the world to see me and E buildin' blocks No ____, socks off chillin' That's not to say I'm soft, just free you be illin' Let me get my paint right for the children It's faint might fade away They do it to make a killin' nowadays I was one lone ranger Before hip-hop was the back drop to a stranger life Wasn't angels light shown to me Strong gone through me in my long johns and hoodie I got my footing now, hike Who spiked the punch? That chump tried to dare on my light But I medicate with music And set it straight for fools with a black hole inside The truest I can be I will ride for my family and friends Makin' beautiful art to the, to the... We on the range With elements of change Eloquence sustained Deep fellas with their aim To hit that bulls eye centerfold Fuckin' up their game Spin it, turn it, burn it, rearrange till somethin' bangs