Carry on, ca-carry on, carry on tradition
Deep-rooted through slavery, self-hatred
Look at us rap stars now, wit our black cars now
Some rap pioneers, be them crackheads
Fuck a bum wack rapper makin' his career out of dissin'
Niggaz your grandfather's age, they pants still hangin' down they legs
When they Knight you then you go to fight, go to war, don't petition
It's fucked up, it all started from two turntables
Niggaz want to talk about this money
Carry on tradition
Peace to the strugglin' artists and dead one's gone, we miss 'em
Against bosses, hungry fucks are moraless
When they crown you and you rise up to your position
I got an exam, let's see if y'all pass it
Still came five on the charts with zero audience
The live-in-the-park sound, versus the studio state of art sound
Sippin', blunted, with rich white guys around me
Wasn't Sylvia's fault or because MC's skills are lost
Now some of these new rappers got their caps flipped backwards
From British Walkers and Argyles
You have your man shoot you, like in that Sopranos episode
Carry on tradition
Carry on tradition, carry on tradition
Engineers got his earplugs and still hear us
If I want that or the whole world to peep it
Publishers: ILL WILL MUSIC, TVT MUSIC ENTERPRISE LLC, UNIVERSAL MUSIC - Z TUNES LLC.
Now carry on tradition
Do anythin' to get in the game, mixtapes, you spit hate
Just by samplin' different parts of Nautilus
We on the charts now
The Jewish stick together, friends in high places
Wit their fingers intertwined in some gang-sign madness
Carry on tradition
The lane was open and y'all was droppin' that garbage shit
Carry on tradition
When they Knight you then you go to fight, go to war, don't petition
Now everybody tryin' to get rich
When they crown you and you rise up to your position
Songwriters: Nasir Jones, Scott Storch
Carry on tradition
When they Knight you then you go to fight, go to war, don't petition
Carry on, ca-carry on, carry on tradition
We don't want niggaz to ever win, see, everybody got a label
And was stealin' and robbin' them
We on some low level shit
It's 'cause we can't see ourselves as the boss
Hip-Hop been dead, we the reason it died
Fortune 500 listed, brunches, sip Cipriani's
I had off-time, was bored wit this, I coulda made my double-LP
Because I'm what, every dime lust
About these cars, these homes
When you rep what we rep then carry on tradition
Everybody's a rapper but few flow fatal
We used to be a ghetto secret, can't make my mind up
Niggaz, I coulda wrote your shit
Carry on tradition
I promise I carry on tradition
And they hate you, 'cause they say, you ain't pay dues
Now get rich niggaz, fuck it
Carry on tradition, carry on tradition
Talkin' about they ain't paid
Yeah, niggaz want to talk about this rap shit
Carry on, ca-carry on, carry on tradition
Let's see who can quote a Daddy Kane line the fastest
When you rep what we rep then carry on tradition
Carry on tradition, carry on tradition
I feel it's a problem we gotta resolve
When you rep what we rep then carry on tradition
Some of you new rappers, I don't understand your code
Y'all got awards for your bricks, it got good to ya
You started tellin' them bigger dogs to call it quits? What?
Thick white girls around me, Chinese lined up
You should be tossed in a pit full of unfortunate vocalists
These labels, clothes, sneakers, big money shit
When they speak, you see missin' teeth, silver chain with a silver piece
Now niggaz got the studio poppin', it's mad clearer
When they crown you and you rise up to your position