Eternally Songtext
von Phonte

House to groove like shoes
Coldwell Banker, a Shaq way back at LSU
We Jungle Brothers, so just us with the fuzz
Hit ′em with the buzz for the close-up
Get 'em up, throw something and then post up
New bread, new heat, nigga, toast up
No such thing as Tay without bars
That′s like Pixar with no cars
Or seeing a dark skinned DeBarge
Helter Skelter

I'm suited for the game, y'all dressed for failure
Hell, I don′t know what else to tell ya
No sell like you peddling shellfish, selfish
Spoiled and raw, I got money and worked hard for it
Far as piping, it kinda take the pressure off a bit


I don′t have to move digits, losing my religion
I don't have to do Twitter, consume and spew the iddish
But there′s something in 'em, that says go and get ′em
Center 'em, show ′em you the sender
This is 308 style, 9th Wonder with the Oww
Peace to Kappa Lou, Deji, Leroy McDowell
Blao, North Hall was the centerpiece

Young bucks, baby Killa Beez
Before the days of a Twitter feed
We'd keep the beats banging
Still swanging like Rebbie Jackson singing by the centipede

One room studio, no amenities

Let me take ten to breathe
Been at ease, mami, been a key
Comfortable visionary living two extremes
Daddy fat sack, take two of these
James Flames, Median a.k.a. Moody
Two players in the same movie
Best buds in the same doobie
Ain't come for glory, show love to the ones before me

It′s like the truth is overrated
You know the narrator′s a fucking liar, but you still love the stories
Describe anointing, what do you believe?
Faith is what we made it


The step is for the taking, destined for the takers
The movers and the shakers
Time is now, turn around, face it
The Earth spun around, the world dimmed out
Tried to blame it on the sun like it went down
Where they reside, my heroes forever live now
Horoscope was dead on, couldn't live it down
There′s no inventive incentive, we just deliver now

Bring the women out, what you spittin' ′bout?
One thing certainly, I burn third degree
Somebody let 'em know we live eternally

Like that y′all, get at y'all
Harass the track like a cat call
To the Lord a.k.a. Hacksaw
Gem thugging flow so vivid
So fitted, nigga, hats off
When you get a minute, pass the ball
Where the pitch? Way past the wall
Fantastic family, they be like, "That's the jam"
Link up, smash the fans

Thinking of a master plan
All good like a cash advance
All bad like paying back a G
When you only borrowed half a grand
Too interesting, heads up, nigga
Get a leg up, probably still wouldn′t stand a chance

This is fate, no happenstance

Say my mellow, my man (What up?)
My mellow, my man (What up?)

Median grab the mic and add on like an ampersand

Life′s a beach with ample sand
I'm at ease, I′m a traveling man

Get a vista, visa, viewing the feature

What a fabulous glance, scramble the land

Arrogant plans, straight changing the face

Making a case, partaking in patience

Faith is what you make it
Step is for the taking, destined for the takers
The movers and the shakers
Time is now, turn around, face it
The Earth spun around, the world dimmed out
Tried to blame it on the sun like it went down
Where they reside, my heroes forever live now
Horoscope was dead on, couldn't live it down
There′s no inventive incentive, we just deliver now

Bring the women out, what you spittin' ′bout?
One thing certainly, I burn third degree
Somebody let 'em know we live eternally

Let 'em know we live eternally

My mans and ′nem
Nicolay, uh, that′s my mans and 'nem
My nigga Zo, uh, that′s my mans and 'nem
And 9th Wonder, yo, that′s my mans and 'nem

Median, yo, that′s my mans and 'nem
Young Khrysis, yo, that's my mans and ′nem
Kooly High, that′s my mans and 'nem
Phonte, hey, that′s my mans and 'nem
Big K.R.I.T., yeah, that′s my mans and 'nem
And Lil B, you know that′s my mans and 'nem
Median, yeah, that's my mans and ′nem

Here′s the thing about relationships

That all men need to realize
'Cause I′ve had the problem too of feeling guilty about this
The reality is, men, we are always gonna wanna fuck other women
And a lot of times, when you find the
Woman that is the woman of your dreams
And you love her, and she's all you′ve ever wanted in a woman
You're afraid to go forward with committing to her and marrying her
Because you really feel bad about wanting to smash other women
It don′t mean anything's wrong with your girl
She's still your Grape, fine