Am I living a lie? These people say "get what you deserve" Somebody on the other end flipping me the bird This will be the fourth time, maybe it's the third I'm looking for a job, no sign to record words I hate doing shows, makes me feel like a nerd These fools getting happy, got a call from ????? What that mean it's been some months I haven't heard Anything concrete opposite of a verb We stay still on the plank like we don't have the nerve Go against common sense taking steps backwards Away from this we fought so hard to get Owing everybody money, who's decision is this? By the time we split ten dollars, don't get fifty cents And it don't make sense. We depressed and tense, and can't fix The action of the consequence Enduring hard times in the L.A. Symph My niggas stuck like a stick in ice Frustrated like I lost the rent money playing with trick dice You see, I once had a dream, and now there's none The Source made me smile, now I feel dumb I feel old and young, inadequate and numb My fear's oppertunities not for some Maybe my minds not in tune with the moon and the sun I need a serious solution cause this here ain't fun
The fools in the crew ain't close no more Niggas in the cliche ain't as tight as they use to be Things done changed, or maybe it's just me Blame it on the rain, or the music industry The fools in the crew ain't close no more Niggas in my cliche ain't as tight as we use to be Blame it o nthe rain, or the way that it must be
I'm a champion, enhancing this anthem, up the ante some Handsome graphic novels we rebel and revel action Axe to smash the place up, bring the demolition Still cage, rage, engage the competition
Press pause. And accept your loss I studied all your flaws and you gets no applause Best believe in Santa Clause. Beat me? That's wishful thinking If you flinching then you ??? now you see why I'm ??????
Scattering emcees like broken glass after a riot Your lyrics are fat while mine in shape and on a diet Get it straight, I'm lifting weights and sifting crates for beats and breaks We create what you would take and imitate. You aggravate.
I got a nasty approach, you get a hasty retreat You get smashed like a roach when you crawling at my feet Take a seat, learn your lesson, ask the Pope for a blessing, Tell the priest your confessing, now with UNO ?????????????
Get on the bus, c'mon and ride with us Or else we're leaving you and we will supply the dust This ain't a game to us Approach the mic and bust And we will move the crowd C'mon and put your trust in the emcees (what?) The emcees (c'mon) The emcees (yeah) The emcees (what?) The emcees (uhh) The emcees (come on) The emcees (yeah) The emcees (wooo)