Dedicate, Dedicate This one right goes out To my homie with the drink, mean [Verse 1] He said, I write I see Write to it right, don't like where I be I'd like make it like the sights on TV Quite great life, so nice and easy See, now you can still die that But it's better than not being alive from Agree, Mead notebook and a Bic that click when pushed and a wack ass beat That's a track that's weak, that he got week 'cause everybody in the store's like that's heat A heavy medley, with a sample from the 70s With a screwed up hook that went, "stack that Somethin' somethin' somethin' that cheese" Mother, cousin, "stack that cheese" He couldn't think of nothin' that cheese" turns down the beat, writer's block impedes Cryin' from the next room, baby in need Of some Pampers some food and place to sleep That, plus a black on Ds Is what keep 'em on to be a great emcee Yea [echoes] [Chorus] One you never heard I it hard to further the Grind feel like murder but Hip-Hop you saved One never heard of I it hard to further the Grind I feel like but (it's what it is) Hip-Hop saved my life [Verse 2] Reps north side he rocks them braids Eleven-hundred friends his Myspace page Stack That Cheese seven hundred plays Producer made him take it down, he had to pay Open mic champ 2 in a row Ex-D Boy with a b-boy flow, Glow like you should see boy go a daddy servin' life and a brother on the Row homie in the grave, tatted up while in the cage Minute maid, got his workin' like a slave Down baby momma, who he really had honor she was his biggest fan, even let him use her Honda to Drive up to Dallas went open up for amateurs Let him keep a debit card, so he could put gas it Told when he get on he gon' take her to the galleria Buy everything, but mannequins, ya digg [echoes] [Chorus] One you never of I Push it hard further the Grind I feel like murder you saved me you never heard of I Push it hard to further I feel like murder but (but, but) Hip-Hop you saved life [Verse 3] man called said ya time might be now They played freestyle over Wipe Me Down They played it 2 times say it be crowned As the best thing out H-town in a while He picked up his son with great big smile Rapped every single word to new born child Then he put him down and went back to kitchen And put on another beat, and got to the mission of Get his momma out the hood, put her in the woods Keep his lookin' good, have her rollin' like she should his homies there's a way, other than that flippin' yay Bail his homie outta jail, put a lawyer on case Throw a concert for the school, show shoulders that it's cool some candy on the Caddy, chuck the deuce and act a fool Man it feels good when it happens like Two days going back to sellin' crack Yessir [echoes] [Chorus 2x] you never heard of I Push it hard to the I feel like murder but Hip-Hop saved me One you never heard I it hard to further the Grind I like murder but Hip-Hop you saved my Hip-Hop saved my life (3x)