Big Pooh - Exercise In Futility

The rapper Virginia rapper released his new solo album Fat Boy Fresh Vol. Two: Est. 1980 yesterday laced with tight lyrics and colorful production. Stream track #12 from the album, called "Exercise In Futility."

"Exercise In Futility" Lyrics

Yo, you can feel it in the air, it’s hell we there
I swear it’s no better moment
Minutes of a atonment, patron went crazy at the bar
Just my niggas and I so far, splitting cups and rhyming
I’m in, a much better place cause of rhyming, the timing
This was so far from being perfect
When you work hard and the end is so worth it
I want my spoils now, in the middle getting roses when I’m gone
Does nothing for the nigga then the world carries on
Life is a chessboard baby you a pawn
And drag us through the mud like a body in the pond
Quick to sell our soul, so we desperately pawn
Under mark and value, the bitch is here for I know
And the champagne cold, turn the music up
By any means you don’t give a fuck, I know

[Hook]
Yeah, it’s a party over here, they marching outside
We ain’t going nowhere
Looking through my closet I don’t know what I’ma wear
I’d rather be blind start to showing my fear
Money, cars, clothes, women
Women, clothes, cars, money
Funny, everybody wanna fight, and both sides screaming they right

We know, ah, with the spirit of my ancesters
You can see it when I talk, people hand gestures
So hip hop wrestle all gyal sweaters
West move friction, the contradiction
Often plays out, family bindess getting laid out
We watch it live all bull young ram, young man
Old timer, tryina push the old niggas out
We the only ...believe that
Hey yo ad, I need some feedback
Should I tell these kids the truth?
I know they rather hear how I’m burning down the booth
The liquor that I drink, nothing but 100 proof
My fitter hat drink, my fresh pair nikes
I’m getting on the flight, women fucking all night
Throwing money in the air nigga, I don’t really care
Tomorrow may come, I ain’t promise to be there, I know

[Hook]

I think about cars, think about clothes
Think about money everywhere that I go
All the women in free in my vip
I gotta wear shades cause they looking at me
I’m who they wanna be this is what they strive for
I make it look good while I wanna be more
Problems still vising, I’m at the front door
Now I’m in the sea of people, the vanity of c through

[Hook]