[Verse 1 : T3] Speak to the hand, I'm Martin, You Tisha Campbell Tired of livin' this life everyday it's a gamble Puttin' pieces together that don't even a**emble Feelin' like somebody I don't like but I resemble I'm so sick up in here and it's time to make moves I try to blow caps in everything I do My life is a shame I'm tryin' to just get through I'm movin' through the trenches With my mike and my crew What am I 'posed to do? I got to keep goin' sh** is happened for me I'm not even knowin' The storm has pa**ed and yet the flowers still growin' Still makin' moves, right now sh** is on'in I see a glimpse of life that shines in my face Warmness in my heart takes me to another place See right now what I want I can achieve All I have to do is stick to myself and believe [Hook] Where you at, uh-huh (To all my street n***as makin' money, make it happen ya'll) Where you at uh-huh (To my ladys doin' your thing, do it you're the best girl) Where you at, uh-huh (To all my Daft Punk people, makin' it happen, keep it movin', let's do it ya'll) Where you at, uh-huh (Uh, everybody, everybody ya'll) Where you [Verse 2 : Baatin] Don't make no sense, the way we are n******gs can't get a chick (chick) without a car Anybody ask me (me) I been the star (star) Always knew that one day (day) I would go far Some of these rap n******gs they need a rain check (check) I don't understand how they got a mic check (check)
Get your head right, true, you look a wreck And in the mean time we gone get the pay check [Interlude : Baatin] You know, no we ain't the ones to judge But uh, there's people out here Who are really puttin' it down, and that's real You know, Slum Village, can't even do our thing Make it happen yo (tss) like this [Hook] Where you at uh-huh (To my n***as down for the struggle, keep it up baby) Where you at uh-huh (My nine to five n***as, street hustlers, roll-the-dice n***as) Where you at uh-huh (To all my chicks tryin' to get the paper, keep doin' that) Where you at uh-huh (See everybody makin' moves, don't stop keep it all) [Verse 3 : Elzhi] You fled Babylon of life and d**h on a tattered arm From the drunk who staggered home To the destructive atom bomb, set to detonate You wonder why I write so graphic When here bullets shatter light poles into white snow fragments It's catastrophic that you picked up on it like an antenna object You either find your hustle or demand your profit Instead in the land of plot and schemin' Cause today's microscopic Do bifocal fiber-optics My friends die with suit and ties inside of boxes Flip me out when you hit the ground like a fightin' ostrich But life is just a pair of dice droppin' In mid stumble A precious j**el you seclude when you in the struggle [Outro x2] Where you at uh-huh Where you at uh-huh Where you at uh-huh Where you at uh-huh Where you