Cobra Clutch (Still Holding Up)

HOOK: (I throw ya brain in the Cobra Clutch) The humbleness is over They think I'm sober when I'm high Think I'm high, when I'm sober Make $100,000, probably never drive a Rover The rest can make you wanna dive Off the Cliffs of Dover The road's been rough, but so the f*ck what We still here holding up Same plan, never change Put the game in the Cobra Clutch Till the whole globe knows what's up VERSE 1: District Selectman, my bulls*** I'm back at it Full clip of kicks, count my failures & laugh at it What else can you expect me to do? When I'm broke, I'm probably still more effective than you Too rich to quit now But still struggle to pay rent Still hit the slab soon as shoes hit the pavement SpaceLAB - my hits & my chips made in basements Had a fan base before any major placements Select few can do what we do Like Calvin Coolidge water-skiing in a SeaDoo Instead I hit the slaloms in my nostrils, preposterous Exotic pastas, with Bob Costas Antidisestablismentarianism Hands high on the stage, or your stereo system Nowadays I'm playing Tetris on the hardest level Gargamel demeanor, JP ain't got the heart to settle (REPEAT HOOK) VERSE 2: I'm just a Southernplayalistic Bacharach making music Bat-crack activist, please don't make me use it Back catalog or new single, people choose it Rough business, good p****, gotta work not to lose it Stock ticker, tryna beat the clock ticker I absorb liquor quick as Billy Joel's liver Got a glimmer in my brown eyed soul, Hall & Oates Your politics determined by the way your dollar votes Mix it down analog, 2-inch to 2-Track Put it on the street & generate your revenue back Studio vet, I don't have to front to prove that I'm the reason shitty rappers still sound pleasant sonically It would take too long to catalog it chronologically You probably owe me money, owe me props or an apology Never went to college, but I was always very scholarly Hood politician spending bands at the Dollar Tree (REPEAT HOOK)