mike (aka mjangles) – tpc lyrics
[chorus: mike]
that’s a problem for you
not a problem for me
i got something to do
i got places to be
so let’s ride (let’s ride)
let’s ride (let’s ride)
let’s ride (let’s ride)
let’s ride (let’s ride)
if i did it for real
i could do it again
it’s a different deal
for a different man
and that’s fine (that’s fine)
that’s fine (that’s fine)
imma get mine (get mine)
get mine (get mine)
[verse 1: mike]
how many single mothers does it take to achieve
a four part semi+educational scheme
myself and’ three others who done came wit a dream
to congregate an dominate the place of the deans
she needed the as
an none of the bs
i learned to behave
i followed the creed
a student of praise
of a scholarly breed
executed with ease y’all don’t wanna believe
showed the doe of nyc i’m something to see
ain’t a challenge for the talent if you f+ckin wit me
i admit it i admit it wasn’t always a fiend
let me take a couple minutes just to show what i mean…
i mean
i decided that i wanted some more
i mean
new fuel i could fill in the core
i mean
they told me to knock i kicked in the door
assumin’ i could do it how i did it before
[chorus: mike]
that’s a problem for you
not a problem for me
i got something to do
i got places to be
so let’s ride (let’s ride)
let’s ride (let’s ride)
let’s ride (let’s ride)
let’s ride (let’s ride)
[verse 2: mike]
once upon a time not long ago a young man made a plan all on his own
to take a young prodigy from honor roll to see the world of the preppies and the honor codes
the independent study of an inner city buddy for a little bit of money? impossible
yet the same ass man with the same ass plan thus began the invictus chronicle
three steps—couple exams, interview at the end
we prepped—pencil in hand, studying with the fam
deep breath—
—but is it admission i need next?
i know that private ain’t how we do it in bx
he say i’m doin this for you
i say you doin this for who?
he say you’ll come to see it soon
i say that better be the truth
the lack of proof coulda made a n+gga bitter but you can’t be a quitter when you born to be a winner
i’m a hustla, baby
i say it with pride
judge em on a scale from 1 to 4 an’ gave him a 5
the assassin on the corner steady gaugin’ the vibe
ready to slay but waitin’ for the day to arrive
so the first round came
then the second round came
then the final round came to be a final round slain
opportunity calling out to my name
i step forward over the fallen soldier remains
[chorus: mike]
that’s a problem for you
not a problem for me
i got something to do
i got places to be
so let’s ride (let’s ride)
let’s ride (let’s ride)
let’s ride (let’s ride)
let’s ride (let’s ride)
if i did it for real
i could do it again
it’s a different deal
for a different man
and that’s fine (that’s fine)
that’s fine (that’s fine)
imma get mine (get mine)
get mine (get mine)
[verse 3: mike]
i walk with the brotherhood that came with a mission
i fought for the mother who attained the provisions
i saw the opponent an remained in position
no, i’d rather take the beating than the pain of submission
the preparatory component
end of story opponent
if i lose it i own it
i make a truce and i hone it
all the training devoted
to face the pain of the moment
the fate to make him a stoic
embrace the pace of heroics
and make a case for the poets
save the face of the hopeless
one could only imagine a greater weight of the opus
all the more to advantage the greater state of the focus
from the desert to manage to pave a way to the roses
the first round came
then the second round came
then the final round came to be a final round slain
fourteen months prayin’ for the rain
so for now i don’ need much i think i know the game
[chorus: mike]
that’s a problem for you
not a problem for me
i got something to do
i got places to be
so let’s ride (let’s ride)
let’s ride (let’s ride)
let’s ride (let’s ride)
let’s ride (let’s ride)
if i did it for real
i could do it again
it’s a different deal
for a different man
and that’s fine (that’s fine)
that’s fine (that’s fine)
imma get mine (get mine)
get mine (get mine)
[verse 4: mike]
call it the story of the t+to+the+p+c
to preparatory i proceed from the d+league
sh+t is confidential n+gga you ain’t cc’d
come and see me bout the deeds of a pre+teen
tender age to suffer for better days
but f+ck the ingredients i just make the lemonade
a trooper wit a promise and visions that never fade
the 33rd contingent’s forever renegade
Random Lyrics