It Is What It Is lyrics

[Intro: Swizz Beatz]
Full Surface! (Cannon)
Cassidy's home, haha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
I hope you know it's on, it's on (Yes)
I hope you know it's on, it's on (Yes)
I hope you know it's on, it's on (Yes)
You don't believe me? It is what it is

[Verse: Cassidy]
A'ight, n*ggas need to get they mind right (Uh-huh)
To get signed n*ggas prob'ly take they mom life (Damn)
Things people do just to get in the limelight
But to each his own, it is what it is (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Man, understand this (Uh-huh)
There's a big difference between advantage and the vanquish (Big difference)
The [?] and the Murciélago (Yup)
I ain't gotta lie, yo, it is what it is (Haha)
If you see me with some n*ggas they all grimy
I put time in, diamonds all shiny (Uh-huh)
Paid a hundred grand for a chain that cost ninety (Yep)
And let 'em keep the change, it is what it is ([?] dog)
In e'ry song n*ggas doin' the work (Uh-huh)
Talkin' 'bout a million n*ggas that they willin' to murk (Come on, man)
But how many n*ggas you gon' kill in a verse?
You gotta convince me, dog, it is what it is (Yeah, yeah)
My squad love me, 'cause I don't ride di*k (Uh-uh)
You gotta keep it real with the n*ggas you ride wit' (Yes sir)
Ladies love me 'cause I'm cool as Todd Smith
So hide ya chick, it is what it is (A'ight)
Yo, if you a skinny woman than that's thorough
But if you a big woman I got ya back, girl (I got you)
f*ck all them n*ggas that consider you fat, girl (Yeah)
You ain't gotta lose weight, it is what it is
All I'm making is more hits ([?])
But I was drunk when I came into the booth to record this (Haha)
Swizz said, "Cass, you gotta think of the chorus"
But they don't need no hook, it is what it is
[?] my worse verse hot as your best rhyme, damn
I can't think of the next line
But f*ck it, I'll remember it next time
'Cause I'm pressed for time, it is what it is
These fake n*ggas are straight front' (Uh-huh)
I did two county bids but ain't been upstate once (Yeah)
And for a murder charge I only did eight months (That's crazy)
My lawyer the truth, it is what it is (Uh-huh)
You ain't gotta like it but you gotta respect it (Uh-huh)
There's things that happened in the past I'm upset wit' (Uh-huh)
But I wouldn't change nuttin', I don't regret sh*t (Nah, nah, nah)
We all make mistakes, it is what it is (Okay, let's go)
The government don't do sh*t for you (No)
But it send you to war, man, they tryna destroy you (Yeah)
The President just tryna get the oil
He worse than Saddam, it is what it is
Ayo, Cass, before you beat your case, man
There was a lot of people out there that counted you out (Woo)
But one thing I can say is the industry definitely
Definitely held you down, man, it is what it is
They should put my picture next to the definition of hip-hop
But I ain't gettin' the recognition from disc jocks
Even some of the best admittin' that my sh*t hot
Besides Nas, I'm the best that did it since Big Pop'
n*ggas ain't want it with Pun, he did it big [?]
Pac was one of the best, so give that kid props
Rakim and G Rap, them n*ggas all that
If you ain't LL or that n*gga Jigga then fall back
I'm true to this, I ain't new to this, I do this sh*t
You ain't Snoop, Kiss or Ludacris then you get dissed
This Cass, I don't care if you n*ggas mad
If you ain't my n*gga Fab I'll get in that ass
You ain't X or SP don't test me
If you ain't Nelly or Joe Crack you no [?]
If you ain't Nore or Sheek Louch you weak dude
If he ain't Busta, [?] then he wack
If he ain't Wayne or [?] they sh*t soft
She ain't Eve [?] Lil Kim the chick's off
I been f*ckin' wit' J.D. since Kris Kross
Except [?] Chris, T.I.P. and Rick Ross
[?] n*gga [?] and Outkast
[?] Dipset and Bone Thugs get shown love
A lotta n*ggas talk greasy in they rhymes
But if you ain't Jeezy or Raekwon then stay calm
'Cause the role n*ggas playin' is fake
You ain't Game or Kanye, start playin' it safe
Anything I say now I'll say in your face
So that's that, stay in your place, it is what it is (Yeah)
[Outro: Cassidy]
That's how I'm feeling, man. If I ain't say your name either I've never met you or I don't respect you. Shoutouts to: the whole D.T.P. squad ([?]), the whole Wu-Tang (Uh-huh), the whole So So Def squad (What up?). Shoutouts to: my n*gga Redman, my n*gga [?] (Uh-huh), my n*gga [?] (Yeah), my n*gga Capone (Uh-huh), the whole Flipmode squad (Bus', what up?). Shoutouts to: my n*gga Chingy (A'ight), the whole Derrty E.N.T. (Uh-huh). Shoutouts to: [?] squad (Yeah), [?], what up? (Uh-huh) Shoutouts to: the YoungBloodZ (Okay), my n*gga David Banner (Haha). Shoutouts to: the old Cash Money, man, my n*gga B.G., my n*gga Juvenile (Turk, what up?). Shoutouts to: the whole Star Trak, man. My n*gga Slim Thug, my n*gga [?], my n*gga Sandman, what up? I see you