Every Other Day

If you want to be a winner
The streets stay cold
Everybody turn sinner
So you can feel the heat
So a better you go simmer
'Cause everybody ready fi dem lunch and dinner

Every other day me see the signs of the times
No motherfucker you not gon' take mines
Every other day me see the fake ass lies
Run it all day, red eyes on the prize

Welcome everybody to the rap crucifixion
Every other day it's like a brand new conviction
Another nigga down 'cause he just didn't listen
With the same mission trying to get out this position
Listen, it doesn't matter if you're Muslim or Christian
Everybody need a little food in the kitchen
Hindus and Jews, they all feel the tension
And any other race or religion I didn't mention, check it
You hit the streets tryna earn a little cheddar
Hoping that the cheddar make your life a little better
Walking through the hood in the hundred dollar sweater
Looking at these cats that you're trying to stay ahead of
See, what you're facing is a wild situation
The hardest thing to do is try to be a little patient
Life's like a track and everybody racing
You about to get caught by the same shit you chasin', come on

If you want to be a winner
The streets stay cold
Everybody turn sinner
So you can feel the heat
So a better you go simmer
'Cause everybody ready fi dem lunch and dinner

Every other day me see the signs of the times
No motherfucker you not gon' take mines
Every other day we see the fake ass lies
Run it all day, red eyes on the prize

I hope one day it might be a little clearer
You want to find the trouble take a look in the mirror
Mom's tried to tell you but you just didn't hear her
Now every other day it's like the end's getting nearer
Up in the clubs like a feel in the terror
Every rapper fighting for a hit like Guerra
So recognize we living in a new rap era
Money, cash, hoes, the Guantanamera
Ain't nothing changed
Everybody still want the Benz and the Range
Everybody still want the gems and the chains
Everybody got a few friends in the game and they still act strange
The only thing different is the color of the timbs
The only thing different is the size of the rims
Now we got Foxy Browns and Little Kims
But they still fight, like Antoinette and Mc Lyte, come on

If you want to be a winner
The streets stay cold
Everybody turn sinner
So you can feel the heat
So a better you go simmer
'Cause everybody ready fi dem lunch and dinner

Every other day we see the signs of the times
No motherfucker you not gon' take mines
Every other day we see the fake ass lies
Run it all day, red eyes on the prize
Every other day we see the signs of the times
No motherfucker you not gon' take mines
Every other day we see the fake ass lies
We run it all day, red eyes on the prize

On the prize
Red eyes on the prize
On the prize

If you're out on the block just
Turn up the music
You're playing ball in the park you can
Turn up the music (uh)
If you're out on the bench you can
Turn up the music (yeah)
If you're sitting in your living room
Turn up the music (uh)
If you can't pay your rent you can
Turn up the music
If you're slingin' on the Ave, kid
Turn up the music
If you're trying to feed your family
Turn up the music (yo, yo)
Every other day you can
Turn up the music (come on, come on)

Every other day we see the signs of the times
No motherfucker you not gon' take mines
Every other day we see the fake ass lies
We run it all day, red eyes on the prize
Every other day we see the signs of the times