Texty:
Fort Minor Get It

it B, best believe when it's time to get it We grind and jet cause we ain't got time to kick it So let's get right to it and groove Ain't nothin' but

it B, best believe when it's time to get it We grind and jet cause we ain't got time to kick it So let's get right to it and groove Ain't nothin' but

't catch him, so I said FUCK IT! Then we headed right back to the fort Sweating all the bitches, in the tight-ass shorts We didn't get no play, from the

be the Giants While y'all are Jets Last place niggas minor threats Stay on the move till it's time to rest Aint it bugged? So take it back to the time

couldn't catch him, so I said FUCK IT! Then we headed right back to the fort Sweating all the bitches, in the tight-ass shorts We didn't get no play,

around, and feeling so useless, It seems one thing has been true all along, You don't really know what you've got 'til it's gone, I guess I've had it

it a secret The streets got hideous ways of handling beef, bitch So eat shit, hate it or love it, the underdogs on top Getting faded telling people to suck it

crazy Mumblin' to yourself in the basement all day Uh uh uhin' to ya self, my pops didn't dig it Was shovelin to myself, my boys used to get it They dug it

knows the code It's not about the salary it's all about reality and makin' some noise Makin' the story makin' sure his clique stays up That means when he puts it