One Foot in the Door

Who's the next hot artist that you would say is coming out?

Wow.

Just on the scene.

I don't know, man. Uhh, it's a couple people that got a shot, I mean.

Like who?

Uh, T.I. has a shot, he has a real shot.

Uh, Lil Wayne has a shot. Fabolous has a shot.

There's a lot of people.

Somebody we've never heard of though.

Oh, I don't know. Oh, maybe Saigon, the kid Saigon.

Saigon?

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah Preem, uh-huh {"The kid Saigon"}

Cocksuckers thought they was gon' buy my soul, for a couple hundred thousand

{"The kid Saigon"} Y'knowmsayin? (Illuminati)

For a car and a shiny chain, and a watch, shiny watch

Nah nigga, I'm Saigon (we pressin reset man)

Never, I'm Saigon (don't do it)

Y'all want me to make up a character and be it

That's what I gotta do for you people to have to see it

Why should I have to get shot in my back to achieve it

or be dead or paraplegic for these cats to believe it?

I breathe it, I done went on the internet and been a wreck

Said Rick Ross and 2 Chainz should get chin checked

But then I dropped thirty minutes of intellect

That woulda been neglected had I not pegged it with disrespect

So no disrespect

Everybody got they own set of problems, I got dirt I gotta disinfect

It's fuckin absurd, swerve like I'm huggin the curb

after guzzlin couple cups of the bourb'

Pimpin in the top ten, right behind Rakim

In front of Big Daddy Kane (no sir) I'm only playin

I ain't fuckin with 'caine

But it's a lot of niggaz y'all could name and I'll tear them niggaz outta the frame

Bang this in your old school box, this ain't the iPod days

This for niggaz that had high top fades

This for niggaz with the Izod graze

That rocked shell-tops when they was shell-tops, stocking caps for the waves

I can take you to the days, 'fore +The Greatest Story+ was ever told

I was lettin them Berettas unload

Shootin up club, gunfire comin from both ways

Couple niggaz was targets, couple just caught strays

Nas said sellin coke pays in the "Illmatic" days

Nowadays (somebody) they offer you coke, go that-a-way

Sai's an anomaly family

You ain't got the grammar and goin hand-to-hand with me is insanity

You need to examine me, take a closer look

at the crook that the valley and the brook cold cooked

Take a look at the work that I put

Two albums, some mixtapes and a book, and I only got one foot

Got one foot in the door, but I fell on my knee one more

Without that, I am just unsure

I wanna give it my all, wanna go balls to the wall

But I only got one foot in the door

I got one foot in the door

Preem, Preem, it's a Preem Team thing

One foot in the door (yeah, uh, uh)

One foot in the door (uhh)

Okay, okay, I see what you doin with it baby (see that?)

Heh, yeah you down in the sprint position and whatnot man (bet)

Waitin for someone to pass the baton in the money marathon (you already)

That's what it is, you know you can't just run with it

You got to come with it (comin with it)

So umm, I'll be up there waitin for you at the finish line

Let's go

You know it's somethin 'bout that name Big

As in me small's a pun; we all can gun

Remorse is none, cause we bosses son

And that's the type of shit that you don't see often son

Now line 'em up so I can body all sets

I need the rhyminfront the volleyball nets

So y'all can catch that shit that had went over your head

Yo what he said can focus he read, it's over you dead

I'm so eager ta, just hold heat to ya

Heh, y'all get tough in front of social media

I ain't a Twitter thug nigga, I'm a split a mug nigga

While y'all set the bar, I'm a get above nigga

Okay, too much shit here be genetically made

And MC's don't give a fuck, like "Forget it, we paid"

(You niggaz funny) Funny, until they just pathetically fade

And now some new wack rapper's in the bed that he laid

These niggaz dead Kane, I swear to God they dead

Swear to God, it's The Yardfather man

I ain't holdin back no more on these motherfuckers man

Shoutout to legendary BDK nigga

Brooklyn's own, motherfuckin Big Daddy Kane

DJ Premier, I got one foot in the door

Preem take us out of here the right way baby

Hip-Hop nigga!

"Don't get lost in the sauce, it cost to be the mayne"

"Catchin you off guard"

"Y-y-you don't understand, stop tryin!"

"Don't get l-lost in, in the sauce, it cost to be the mayne"

"Catchin, catchin you off guard"

"You don't understand, stop tryin!"

"Saigon"