| Hey yo second-hand flows like second-hand clothes
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| Both ain’t worth shit like second-hand blow
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| I never rocked either at a show
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| And money is time so keep it moving like a second-hand bro
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| No, I never claimed to be pretty
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| Humble like the prostitutes working the johns of the city
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| Humble like a father of three, working three shifts
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| Back to back so the trio can eat
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| But in my life the hero is me
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| And before the credits roll the crowd needs something to see
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| You’re a working bee on the smallest tree
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| Thinking a working-class hero is something to be
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| See those destined for greatness, have no patience
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| We rise to the top like we were weightless
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| Fire off a heat-seeker, find ya playlist
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| Biters get burnt just trying to taste this
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| So spit your excuse out and make your mess
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| Your home ain’t where your heart is — change address
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| We side-step the bullshit you just put your foot in
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| This is how you get good looking!
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| Toy rappers with a mic? |
| That’s a bad look
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| Taking shots at Jimmy Nice? |
| That’s a bad look
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| Look — I’ma show you how you break this down |
| This is how you get good looking!
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| Twenty people at a show? |
| That’s a bad look
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| If your weed won’t grow — that’s a bad look
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| Look — I’ma show you how to break this down
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| This is how you get good looking!
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| It’s Mr. Lup ah, you can trust I’m in the building
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| Came through looking like a million bucks
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| Do it for the children but, you know the deal
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| Say the wrong words man and you will get touched
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| We looking so good they couldn’t believe it
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| Need a *bad education* they should’ve repeated
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| Rappers — I ain’t seen their teeth since
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| We hit the streets like a league secret
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| No girls at your shows? |
| That’s a bad look
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| Booked acts a joke, promoters are mad crook
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| But as long as these drop-kicks are putting their hard-earned in
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| Week after week their insular world it keeps turning
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| The future’s looking real pretty to the point that now they got no choice but to
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| Deal with me
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| SS, Tongue, the illist in the city and we
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| Itching for a mirror cos we’re feeling real spiffy!
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| Clothes that don’t fit? |
| That’s a bad look
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| Has-beens talking slick? |
| That’s a bad look |
| Look — I’ma show you how to break this down
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| This is how you get good looking!
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| Twenty people at a show? |
| That’s a bad look
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| If your weed won’t grow — that’s a bad look
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| Look — I’ma show you how to break this down
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| This is how you get good looking!
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| Said I’m a every-day dog walking-player I got em gawking
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| Falling foe me, it’s gotta be the smile
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| The envy of toy rappers little boy fasion frauds
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| That lack authority and style and they cramping mine
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| ElefantTraks and SS tandem
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| We a handful of freshness, death-threats and ransom
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| Notes in the form of my raps, trying to buy back the look with the
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| I’m the Yves St Laurent of these breaks cool like a second hands these days
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| Over-sized shirts and pants thats not a good look — player please face it
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| Trying too hard’s not a good look
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| Even if you’re good looking or a good cook
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| Look at me for guidance — the nicest
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| No more stripes — I’m freshjive
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| Syd City for life — We looking good! |