ANTHM - We Were Kings lyrics

[Intro] Dieing to stay relevant(Where they at now?) Bullsh** for the hell of it(Where they at now?) They gon' keep on selling it(Where they at now?) I don't know(Where they at now?) n***a i don't know(Where they at now?) You tell me Wish i could resurrect them soul singers Wish i could resurrect them soul singers [Verse 1] Wish i could resurrect them soul singers I pray to god their soul lingers Now a days rappers are clutching the mic with four fingers No opposable thumbs, got a n***a closing his lungs From hot air that's spoken by bums How projected, its like they hot boxing in a whip Inhaling the vibes spitting toxic from their lip Taking a mental note, have the stuff to promote To stay afloat, this fool ? wouldn't spit it under oath, uh Over saturated, unoriginal rappers made it The flood gates activated above, I navigated my love Evaporated for OG's Who give a f** about the music that my soul needs I'd rather post up in the nosebleeds than court side Where n***as marry the game, but they divorce pride I get a birds eye view, then i observe my true feelings before i say the words "I do" Nothing wrong with chasing paper yo I'll chase it with ya Nothing wrong with selling art just don't erase the picture Yea, have some pride about yourself before You show a side that you can't hide about yourself, uh You feeling old, in a young man's game, so one can't blame You bragging about that one champagne But the youngins you perceive as a threat, could use a seasoned vet For perspective that we forget [Hook/Bridge] But we won't stop Where they at, where they at, where they at, where they at now? But we won't stop Where they at now?, where they at now?, hey But we won't stop Where they at, where they at, where they at, where they at now?(I don't know) But we won't stop Where they at now?, where they at now?, hey [Verse 2] So i use to play, Super Nintendo Visualizing Queen's bridge, through a project window, memories get rekindled Back when grades raised the bar for the art form Got a lot of stars but no one's playing that part for him At least be nice when your pen writes, either speak life Or take your craft to greater heights, its like Somebody in the game said "No shame in sounding brain dead, matter of fact it'll make your fame spread" Go make a toon, take it to the moon Major label coon feed you watermelon by the tablespoon It use to be authenticity we claiming, some how its about the real, while that's strictly entertainment A slippery slope, the balance looking visibly broke Can't even recognize the sh** that we wrote Its like, why we making music? Whats the reason behind this? And how do you define timeless? Is it that? [Outro] Where they at now? Where they at now, hey