100 Songtext
von Dice Raw

Yo
Come on, dog
Pick up your feet
No slacking on the job, man
You sleep when you dead
Got that?


When we cross them tracks we can all sit back and relax
But for now, go hard to the max
See the odds still stacked ′gainst us, since us
Still caught in the back, we must go state to state
Push tape, push vinyl, push CD, push that new techno
L-O-G through my travels you will see me cross state lines
Pick up your feet
One step, two step, keep grinding
We independent, in a minute we climbing
They been a minute in the limelight shining
Blazing a trail with my eyes on riding
Tour bus covered with the Showoff logo
Focus in the 2-double-O-O-8
It's show day, flow great, so they
Know me for bringing rap back to the old days
But still, it back to the old ways
New beginning, we winning, standing ovation
′Fore we enter '08, son
Better lift them twenty toes
See the split at the end of roads
Have a voice, better get involved
Better get a better end to y'all
Plan A fail, get a job
But when you fall, dog, better

Pick up your feet
Pick up your feet
Just a little more, almost to the line
Pick up your feet
Don′t let yourself hold you down
Pick up your feet
Just a little more, almost to the line
Pick up your feet
Don′t let yourself slow you down


On the grind all day with my mind on pay
Put line on page, cross T dot I's, great
B′s and the A's for the way he amaze
DJs even floss ′em a little relay
So you can relate, can't be late
Don′t need to be tardy, we hardly ate
Work hard for the plate, push up, sit up
Exercise lines, the mind feel great
Traveling twenty-four, see that day
It'll be okay if we can smoke weed all day
Kick back with a six-pack, see Lo play
Find a crib in the hill, just relocate
We don't make a dime if we don′t rhyme
Can′t get a penny for thought without thought
Tryna avoid putting foot in the mouth
I got a foot in the south, fingertip in the north
So when they bury my corpse, the tombstone say "U.S.A."
Walk, walk, talk, talk, now there he lay
Both feet on solid ground 'til I′m six feet under town
Railroad through the underground
Their goal is to dumb it down
But we don't dumb it down
Pound out that raw sound, sales declining, peace for now
′Cause when I reach to the mountain, I do vow to build
Interest bank account style
Keep people wanting more of the chosen child
Pretty soon we the headline
So let your headline read: "He the best unsigned"
When your deadline near, please accept signs
And um, yo, yo, yo, pick up your feet
Dog, just pick up your feet
Yo, pick up your feet

Pick up your feet
Pick up your feet
Just a little more, almost to the line
Pick up your feet
Don't let yourself hold you down
Pick up your feet
Just a little more, almost to the line
Pick up your feet
Don′t let yourself slow you down