Now or Never - Zuby

Uh, yo!

I’m getting mine baby, I’m on the grind daily

And all these rhymes baby, been on my mind lately

And I may die crazy, cuz I won’t die lazy

It’s now or never, I said it’s now or never man

I’m gonna shine baby, I’ll make the grind pay me

And all these fine ladies, they’ll know my lines baby

And I may die crazy, cuz I won’t die lazy

It’s now or never, I said it’s now or never man

Don’t apologise for honesty or compromise for modesty

Be grateful for what’s monetary, stay faithful to the odyssey

Talk to people honestly and ward off animosity

But better mediocrity and peddle generosity

Want it then go get it, if you talk it you should live it

If I said it then I meant it, if I spit it then I live it

To drugs I’m not enamoured you can #ZubyQuote that

Never arming any hammers but I do evoke crack

My audio’s addictive and I’m sinning but I’m winning

See me grinning while I’m chilling cuz I’m swimming with some women

Thrilling Spanish honeys who don’t ask your boy for money

But tell papi that he’s guapo even when I’m dressing bummy

Some tell me that they love me, I tell them to quit lying

They tell him that they mean it and I tell them to keep trying

Always asking if my album cover’s digitally enhanced?

Like «nah baby girl I’m very physically advanced.»

Uh, the first cut should be the deepest

The second one’s to penetrate your mental through the speakers

Behind the dying meekness is the actual uniqueness

Of my mind and rhyming sleekness not no fabricated weakness

The motive, the fitness, the meaning of insistence

My family the witness, my reason for existence

Believe I’ll leave with something from a decade of persistence

Grew my audience from nothing f' the path of least resistance

Was rocking it for freebie when my flow was still uneasy

Now I’m flying out to Europe and the people want to see me

But if you think it’s easy step into these shoes and be me

Rock a couple hundred shows, sell a couple thousand CDs

In a couple different countries, how I know my people love me?

I sign a lot of autographs and ladies often hug me

They tell me I’m «the bestest» been invested since conception

Now my dream is half reality protected from inception

What’s the hardest obligation of an artist occupation?

It’s trying to find elation amongst hate and admiration

Don’t ever look for trouble call it fated dedication

Haters trying to pop my bubble with serrated provocation

But my frame control is tight and I’ve been too many places

And killed way too many stages to be fazed by aggravation

I charge on negativity it’s positively stated

Discharge my creativity and write when I’m frustrated

So am I motivated? Or maybe I’m just different

Driven by desire I don’t really have a wish list

Flipping through the fire if I crave it’s on my hit list

Living’s never dire when you’re brave enough to get rich

Or try vaguely, defy lazy, vie greatly

And whine faintly, no riches come to cry babies

Deny safety, just make that leap and fly bravely

And if you die crazy, at least you tried baby