You fall down, gotta get back up
Gotta get back up
Keep pushing
You fall down, gotta get back up
Gotta get back up
Keep pushing
Don't let 'em see you struggle
Don't let 'em knock the hustle
You got a big mouth boy I think you need a muzzle
You wanna cause trouble? Keep barking
I don't miss boy you messin' with a marksman
Smooth flows got me feelin' like a silk rug
Puttin' on for my city like I'm Slim Thug
Like yo Houston, we have a little problem
Any problem I can solve 'em, dissolve them
Resolve them, I'm super duper immaculate
Word play spectacular with the widest vinacular
Wider than your girl pussy, don't push me
Off the ledge I fall, I'm crashin' like it's adderall
I gotta get to the top like a high fade
Gotta keep workin' til I'm paid with the blank cheques
Groupie sex, gotta stay wrapped and protected
The name's Pats, better learn to respect it
You couldn't project this upward trajectory
I'm spittin' heat rocks like the angels protectin' me
This weaponry that I carry is legendary so plan to get buried and popped like a motherf*ckin' cherry
You fall down, gotta get back up
Gotta get back up
Keep pushing
You fall down, gotta get back up
Gotta get back up
Keep pushing
Don't let 'em see you struggle
Don't let 'em knock the hustle
You got a big mouth boy I think you need a muzzle
You wanna cause trouble? Keep barking
I don't miss boy you messin' with a marksman
When it comes to hip-hop, you know I'm chosen
These other rappers sink to the bottom like erosion
It's almost been a year since the kid dropped Horizons
Now my fans unified like Rise of the Lycans
This an underdog story like Remember the Titans
I'm strikin' down my opposition like Zeus
Empowerin' the youth, the truth is you can do what you wanna do
This life we have is limitless no Bradley Coop
Imma rap 'til they valet the coup, rally the troops
Get the scoop on Pats, I'm too rad
I can't breathe, haters squashin' my gonads
It's so sad
To see talent go to waste so I'm here to spit this verse, that's the worst case Ontario
I'm on a quest with my tribe, what's the scenario
Old school flow with my hat brim low
You fall down, gotta get back up
Gotta get back up
Keep pushing
You fall down, gotta get back up
Gotta get back up
Keep pushing
Don't let 'em see you struggle
Don't let 'em knock the hustle
You got a big mouth boy I think you need a muzzle
You wanna cause trouble? Keep barking
I don't miss boy you messin' with a marksman
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You fall down, gotta get back up
Gotta get back up
Keep pushing
You fall down, gotta get back up
Gotta get back up
Keep pushing
Don't let 'em see you struggle
Don't let 'em knock the hustle
You got a big mouth boy I think you need a muzzle
You wanna cause trouble? Keep barking
I don't miss boy you messin' with a marksman
Smooth flows got me feelin' like a silk rug
Puttin' on for my city like I'm Slim Thug
Like yo Houston, we have a little problem
Any problem I can solve 'em, dissolve them
Resolve them, I'm super duper immaculate
Word play spectacular with the widest vinacular
Wider than your girl pussy, don't push me
Off the ledge I fall, I'm crashin' like it's adderall
I gotta get to the top like a high fade
Gotta keep workin' til I'm paid with the blank cheques
Groupie sex, gotta stay wrapped and protected
The name's Pats, better learn to respect it
You couldn't project this upward trajectory
I'm spittin' heat rocks like the angels protectin' me
This weaponry that I carry is legendary so plan to get buried and popped like a motherf*ckin' cherry
You fall down, gotta get back up
Gotta get back up
Keep pushing
You fall down, gotta get back up
Gotta get back up
Keep pushing
Don't let 'em see you struggle
Don't let 'em knock the hustle
You got a big mouth boy I think you need a muzzle
You wanna cause trouble? Keep barking
I don't miss boy you messin' with a marksman
When it comes to hip-hop, you know I'm chosen
These other rappers sink to the bottom like erosion
It's almost been a year since the kid dropped Horizons
Now my fans unified like Rise of the Lycans
This an underdog story like Remember the Titans
I'm strikin' down my opposition like Zeus
Empowerin' the youth, the truth is you can do what you wanna do
This life we have is limitless no Bradley Coop
Imma rap 'til they valet the coup, rally the troops
Get the scoop on Pats, I'm too rad
I can't breathe, haters squashin' my gonads
It's so sad
To see talent go to waste so I'm here to spit this verse, that's the worst case Ontario
I'm on a quest with my tribe, what's the scenario
Old school flow with my hat brim low
You fall down, gotta get back up
Gotta get back up
Keep pushing
You fall down, gotta get back up
Gotta get back up
Keep pushing
Don't let 'em see you struggle
Don't let 'em knock the hustle
You got a big mouth boy I think you need a muzzle
You wanna cause trouble? Keep barking
I don't miss boy you messin' with a marksman
Gotta get back up
Keep pushing
You fall down, gotta get back up
Gotta get back up
Keep pushing
Don't let 'em see you struggle
Don't let 'em knock the hustle
You got a big mouth boy I think you need a muzzle
You wanna cause trouble? Keep barking
I don't miss boy you messin' with a marksman
Smooth flows got me feelin' like a silk rug
Puttin' on for my city like I'm Slim Thug
Like yo Houston, we have a little problem
Any problem I can solve 'em, dissolve them
Resolve them, I'm super duper immaculate
Word play spectacular with the widest vinacular
Wider than your girl pussy, don't push me
Off the ledge I fall, I'm crashin' like it's adderall
I gotta get to the top like a high fade
Gotta keep workin' til I'm paid with the blank cheques
Groupie sex, gotta stay wrapped and protected
The name's Pats, better learn to respect it
You couldn't project this upward trajectory
I'm spittin' heat rocks like the angels protectin' me
This weaponry that I carry is legendary so plan to get buried and popped like a motherf*ckin' cherry
You fall down, gotta get back up
Gotta get back up
Keep pushing
You fall down, gotta get back up
Gotta get back up
Keep pushing
Don't let 'em see you struggle
Don't let 'em knock the hustle
You got a big mouth boy I think you need a muzzle
You wanna cause trouble? Keep barking
I don't miss boy you messin' with a marksman
When it comes to hip-hop, you know I'm chosen
These other rappers sink to the bottom like erosion
It's almost been a year since the kid dropped Horizons
Now my fans unified like Rise of the Lycans
This an underdog story like Remember the Titans
I'm strikin' down my opposition like Zeus
Empowerin' the youth, the truth is you can do what you wanna do
This life we have is limitless no Bradley Coop
Imma rap 'til they valet the coup, rally the troops
Get the scoop on Pats, I'm too rad
I can't breathe, haters squashin' my gonads
It's so sad
To see talent go to waste so I'm here to spit this verse, that's the worst case Ontario
I'm on a quest with my tribe, what's the scenario
Old school flow with my hat brim low
You fall down, gotta get back up
Gotta get back up
Keep pushing
You fall down, gotta get back up
Gotta get back up
Keep pushing
Don't let 'em see you struggle
Don't let 'em knock the hustle
You got a big mouth boy I think you need a muzzle
You wanna cause trouble? Keep barking
I don't miss boy you messin' with a marksman
Writer: Clint Patrick
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Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave