[INTRODUCTION]
Don't let these mothaf**in Devils come inbetween yall. They'll start trying to separate sh**, or make this sh** their sh**, or something that it's not. Yall already got the mothaf**ing plan. Build the mothaf**ing plan, keep the team straight, and keep that sh** G. Don't let these mothaf**as come inbetween yall. Yall got the power, keep the mothaf**in power in your hands. f** these n***as man, go get it. Feel me...
[VERSE 1]
Now what it be like/
I was fifteen/
And scheming on big dreams/
And a father not around/
Was nothing new to my community/
I was brought up in a private school/
But I grew up in the ghettos/
Where that metal gets to squirting/
Cause my mom was always working/
A problem/
And a victim to the public education/
When I lost my understanding/
To a Christian regulation/
In the real world/
It wasn't just the weed that they were selling/
We had alcoholic mixtures/
For the low if you was banging/
Then November 22nd/
In the year of twenty 04/
The only father figure I knew/
Was just a corpse/
And I was left up in the office/
Of my mental broken hearted/
Had my brother by my side/
But at the time we wasn't talking/
To my mom I was a burden/
And my brother he observed it/
I was breaking into houses/
With the homies like I owned it sh**/
You n***as never heard about me/
That same year was introduced/
To that Wu-Tang Cream/
By sixteen I dropped The Atma Within/
My first album/
With the first set of rappers/
That the Movement would be housing/
Then egos got to bumping/
Cause most of them was fronting/
And seemed to have an issue/
With the youngest member running it/
But f** em/
Cause life went on/
And I was focused/
By the time I turned eighteen/
Had five albums thumping/
But I couldn't even celebrate/
Two days before I graduate/
A tragic accident would take the lives/
Of four establishments/
The curse of Perris High School/
For all of our sins/
Rest in peace my n***a Paul/
For all the sh** that we did/
Rest in peace my n***a Cash/
You're carried on through our friends/
The homie Casper named his child/
After your memory kid/
[We say a prayer for Jav and Silky/
The agony fades/
As we walk the earth oblivious/
To the end of our days/] [2x]
[VERSE 2]
We're living in an era/
Where the underground's a gimmick/
And where a bigger fan base/
Gets more respect than your lyrics/
And where the efforts of an individual/
Will go unnoticed/
As they ridicule your name/
Because your skin ain't the same/
But back to the story/
I left behind them highschool days/
Before I took my a** to college/
With the hopes to make a change/
That's a 90 grand investment/
Just know that I'm in debt/
When you see me doing favors/
For this camp that I rep/
I had a homie from my childhood/
Who bounced because of jealousy/
And I use to have a best friend/
But he chose to join the military/
Low and behold/
Was left alone on my own/
The year was two thousand eleven/
I came close to going back home/
I got a nine to five/
Working at a warehouse/
Where a nine to five is burnt out/
And overtime's expected/
I figured that was it so/
I left the mic to hang up/
And I met my first true love/
So I figured I was stuck/
But then an altercation/
My job had found replacements/
And my girl was cheating on me/
Towards the end of our relationship/
I bought a camera/
And I started shooting videos/
On the same day they fired me/
I'm driving up the coast/
Then I met my sister Vida/
I use to build with Mega/
Then I met my n***a Papa J./
And brought it all together/
I've been knowing Gav for six years/
She finally joined the movement/
When no one gave a f** about her name/
Or knew her music/
Shot the vid for "What I Do"/
And everything began to change/
That's when the snakes come out/
They'll rob you for fame/
This was before The Cypher Effect/
My sister hit a million/
Before a broken complex/
Was ever in the picture/
Poe was that n***a/
So how the f** you gonna hate on me/
You fabricate the truth/
I'm here to give you the reality/
When Rev lost to Johnson/
Her rep was in the gutter/
So we shot for "Give It Time"/
And I even met her grandmother/
Then we shot for "Tragic Kingdom"/
That's when the streets was buzzing/
I brought her back to life/
Without a price/
With two videos/
That's word to Vel The Wonder/
Who to me was like a dove/
But how you gonna try to knock me/
When I shot for "Lizzy Love"/
And I put you on the map/
I introduced you through The Movement/
This ain't a diss my n***a/
I'm just speaking on the truth/
And JDS was flexing/
So I called him on his bluff/
That's when Self Provoked jumped in/
And started to front/
This was November twenty twelve/
I'm six years in the game/
And by the end of February/
He was dissing my name/
So I responded with the facts/
But his fans called it wack/
That's when I understood/
What Nas meant/
When speaking on wax/
My n***a mothaf** the underground/
The pain of the people/
When the beat is reaching deeper/
Then the lyrics that you bleed through/
I'm conflicted at the crossroads/
What happened to the music/
Have mercy on the souls/
For the sinners living foolish/
[VERSE 3]
Now what it be like/
I finally made the choice to be a General/
Recruited individuals/
Who focused on the spiritual/
We heard some n***as talking/
But we knew it wasn't literal/
I spoke about Atonement/
I ain't never done subliminals/
Before we dropped The Legacy/
I tried to keep the peace/
Cause I ain't never gave a f**/
About the LA scene/
That's not a shot to the fiends/
I'm just speaking my dreams/
Between a body in the hospital/
Or making the cream/
My n***a Razor on the one two/
Was checking on a n***a/
Cause I was losing sleep/
Between the work and the team/
And then I linked with Mike Steez/
We was talking over emails/
He told me Organized Threat/
Was sure to prevail/
That's when I finally saw the difference/
My n***a this is business/
So take it how you wanna/
Mothaf**a I ain't trippin/
Cause the same people talking sh**/
Had tried to knock The Movement/
It's funny cause they turned around/
And tried to steal our blueprint/
They lack originality/
And they're lifeless like a casualty/
So instead Ima do me/
And focus on the team/
I got the vision of a scholar/
My heart it pumps harder/
And the hunger in my stomach/
Is like a father watches daughter/
I'm smarter/
I'll overcome/
The obstacles before me/
Like the Gods against the Titans/
Or the pain from all the fallen/
My n***a f** the hating/
Just try to relate/
And I ain't never took a handout/
That I couldn't create/
But sh** I've help a lot of people/
Now some of them are enemies/
Who say that I'm a mark/
But they ain't never done a thing for me/
Them n***as want the money/
In a box with all the fame/
And I ain't keeping tabs on em/
Cause I'm in a different lane/
Yo it's bigger than the picture/
That they're painting/
And now a days a fanbase/
Will dickride without an explanation/
I do this for my mother/
For the pain within my brother/
So If I die tomorrow/
Just remember that I love you