[Intro]

And five

[Chorus]

Two up, for this great life

If it feels right, go 'head put it up

Everybody live it up

If tomorrow never comes

Two up, for this great life

Yeah, it feels right, go 'head put it up

Everybody live it up

If tomorrow never comes

[Post-Chorus]

Now put your hands up high, i-i-i-igh, i-i-i-igh

I-i-i-igh, yeah, now keep 'em high

I-i-i-igh, i-i-i-igh

I-i-i-igh, yeah

[Verse 1]

I'm feelin' good, rather I'm feelin' great

The game got me feelin' old, but I don't feel the aches

Ah, I'm tryna eat, you tryna steal my plate

All the hate, throw it out the front door, Philip Banks

Ah, I know I can, but you feel I can't

You think my hype is all gas, but you fill my tank

How you fuel me, with what your cruelty

And I'm a beast on the mic and that's the beauty

I'm Illmatic Nas, Reasonable Jay

My Adidas run, that's reasonable to say

And this season I'm a feather when I hit them with my ring

When your boy raises hell, everybody better pray

A-men, and women too

We don't hang 'cause misery loves the miserable

But if your life's love, let's kick it like Flight Club

Let's have a great day and see what the night does

[Chorus]

Two up, for this great life

If it feels right, go 'head put it up

Everybody live it up

If tomorrow never comes

Two up, for this great life

Yeah, it feels right, go 'head put it up

Everybody live it up

If tomorrow never comes

[Post-Chorus]

Now put your hands up high, i-i-i-igh, i-i-i-igh

I-i-i-igh, yeah, now keep 'em high

I-i-i-igh, i-i-i-igh

I-i-i-igh, yeah

[Verse 2]

I got my smart suit on, I'm ingenious

Ha, ha, I laugh but I'm serious, I mean it

I'm married to my craft and I don't intend on cheatin'

Might be tardy to the party, but I'm early for the meetin'

The smell of money lingers, gon' take a whiff

You gon' need some Robitussin, I'ma make you sick

The first draft pick, I went straight into the pros

Now it's first class trips, I said later to the roads

I don't get elated, just creative with the flows

Sittin' on the globe and I'm usin' it as my commode

Ah, ah, a load, that's gross, I know

In a league of my own, ayy, ain't nobody close

So, clap your hands, For El Capitán

And somebody tell Spin King to play this track again

And ain't no lookin' back, unless I'm backin' in

I'ma thank you in my speech when I win, ah, ah, ah-ah

[Chorus]

Two up, for this great life

If it feels right, go 'head put it up

Everybody live it up

If tomorrow never comes

Two up, for this great life

Yeah, it feels right, go 'head put it up

Everybody live it up

If tomorrow never comes

[Post-Chorus]

Now put your hands up high, i-i-i-igh, i-i-i-igh

I-i-i-igh, yeah, now keep 'em high

I-i-i-igh, i-i-i-igh

I-i-i-igh, yeah