Still I Rise
(专辑: Dedication 3 - 2008)
Pay attention, bitch (Uh-huh) Shout out Young Steff for the
assistance (Yeah) Scotty the
engineer, what up? All my niggas throwing it up on them bikes, I
see you The
affiliates, nigga Nicki I
told you I
got you, baby, Gucci got you, baby Weezy got you, we gon' hold you down, get 'em Holiday season She said, "Fuck Fendi", but I
think she was playing I
heard she move them things, I
think she fucking Wayne She call herself Lewinsky, that means she give him brain She tryna be like Lil' Kim; her picture looks the
same Why she ain't signed with G-Unit, she from Queens, right? And what's her nationality? She Chinese, right? I
mean she OK, but she ain't all that She ain't the
next bitch, tell that bitch, fall back See I'm a
hater, I
go hard, listen, let's begin You know her last name Minaj? She a
lesbian And she ain't never coming out, look at Currensy But every time she do an interview, you know I
run and see She get me so sick, it make me vomit That's why I
spend my time online, leaving comments And you know that I
got some more haters with me Might hit up ThisIs50 MTV, hit up BET, tell 'em pretty, pretty please don't play Nicki Still I
rise, still I
fight, still I
might crack a
smile Keep my eyes on the
prize, see my haters, tell 'em "Hi" One day you'll remember this, one day when we reminisce Nothing I
do ever is good enough for the
music biz Still I
rise, still I
fight, still I
might crack a
smile Keep my eyes on the
prize, see my haters, tell 'em "Hi" One day you'll remember this, one day when we reminisce Nothing I
do ever is good enough for the
music biz Nothing I
do is good enough for you Bitches is like crabs in a
bucket You see a
bad bitch getting shine, you should love it 'Cause every time a
door opens, for me that means you Just got a
better opportunity, to do you They don't understand, these labels look at numbers, it's statistics I
lose, you lose, ma, it's just logistics Anyway, real bitches listen when I'm speaking 'Cause if Nicki win, then all of y'all getting meetings Ask L.A. Reid, ask Jay Then hit up Universal, see what Sylvia Rhone say Ask Craig Kallman, you can ask Chris Lighty, when you're done, just salute a
bad bitch Only underground bitch around that's ducking the
paparazzi In and outta town, be swerving the
Maserati Stay around the
white like a
Nazi Pussy p-p-popping on my poppers so the
cops see, bitches Still I
rise, still I
fight, still I
might crack a
smile Keep my eyes on the
prize, see my haters, tell 'em "Hi" (I'ma keep my eyes on the
price, oh, oh) One day you'll remember this, one day when we reminisce Nothing I
do ever is good enough for the
music biz Still I
rise, still I
fight, still I
might crack a
smile Keep my eyes on the
prize, see my haters, tell 'em "Hi" One day you'll remember this, one day when we reminisce Nothing I
do ever is good enough for the
music biz