"Homemade"

SUN Experience full visual from Drawstring Productions: http://www.basementmade.com/2014/11/29/what-do-people-do-in-wisconsin/ Prod. Mr. Kooman Mix. @Michael-Alan-Cooper x Beef Recording. Beef Lyrics. "You want to know what work is muthafucka? We've done it the same since day 1. Ancestors down to me. I'm talking about farmers and teachers. I ain't talking about no muhfucking bankers over on Wall Street. Fight through all this pain, all this bullshit. Doing what we can to get what we can. And this that shit, boy. We don't play that bullshit around here. Fuck that. You want to know about me, listen to my goddamn mixtape — Chapter 1. It's the Chapter 1 of my life, so you know I gotta tell it Hustle minded, driven, I'd find anything and sell it (boy) CDs to TVs, weed, cause I need these New jeans with the seams, and for me it's never free (never) I guess it's cause I'd see all the kids at the bus stop Adidas had 4 stripes, they always had 3 A skinny white kid, product of a couple Nordics Had a little money but sometimes we couldn't afford it I remember that Accord and I thought it was cold But the kids at the school kept calling it old Oh there they go, in that new Ford I guess I never noticed, we were richer in soul Church every Sunday, then go see mom n pop (what up pop) Rest in peace grandpa, I hope you know you meant a lot (RIP) It's always family first through the best and the worst And if sumn ever hurt, blood patch it til it work Like Stitch, stitch Sew, sew Patch that, now patch that Now patch that, now patch it up Now patch that, now patch that Now patch that, now patch it up Patches on my conscious, stitches in my lip Crippled by a convict, hammer to the mitt (fuck a judge) Worst thing in the world is to see my mother cry Thinking that she failed, man, I think I'd rather die Every time I fuck up, she just tell me don't repeat She go bandage up my ego when I'm feeling real weak (I love you ma) Sew my briefs, hat, pajamas, and sheets Halloween costumes and gloves for the heat Now I wasn't always cool but I always knew street (truth) In an up and down mood, but sometimes I hit a streak Disappear for a week or a month at a time Never whine, crime paid, and I had to get mine And no, I don't wait in lines, but I cut em and I find That the things I missed need more than a stitch It's the love that I get from my fam and the team That's gon turn these night terrors to dreams Yea. Now if you feeling this shit, I need you to do one thing. Put your mothafucking hands in the air. If you ride with your people, if you'd die for your team, if you'd give everything up just for your family — you Homemade. And I'm with you on that. Hand me down jeans, hand me down jackets Hand me down dreams, and a hand me down accent Country by blood but parents from the city (Mad City) A Big 10 dream kept me top 50 (wow) Ducking on the police, God knows they know me Them haters think I'm phony, and then they see me cuffed I don't bluff, I've had enough, and now I've muthafucking had it I'm a real muhfucka, I don't ever pad it (yesssss) Never mad at all these suckers that foul from out of bounds (uh uh) Stab me in the back, that knife will come around (bitch) Best emcee in the whole damn state (truth) Before I dropped a tape, they already said I'm great I'll make it, I'll make it, before I meet my maker Can't hit me with a taser if I'm sitting on some acres Planting all these seeds and I'm bout to see the benefit Heaven sent me life and I'm bout to make it relevant"