[Hook: x2] We make music for the love we ain't in for the fame Cross the line and get'cha face broke it's simple and plain Twenty years and I ain't changed my intentions the same So you can't talk about the game unless you mention my name [Verse 1:] Yeah, it's certain people in this world you can't talk too Some don't understand until they get they chest walked through A pot-holes in they backs once the mack pops I can't be destroyed I'm like a airplane's black box Question is who's willing to be a sacrifice? So rappers won't have to pay the price in the afterlife Evacuate the premises; we ain't goin ask ya twice Walk into a room cracking heads, no more acting nice I stand hard and let em swang came too far to bend it Plus I never needed? viagrace? at a soldered spin is I'm rock-solid, brand new day the same ma-genders I'm mobbed with F.O.I., street hustlers and g**ners The bridge is burn, the relationships beyond the groovement Devils in power try'na execute the conscience movement But if they try, get'cha heat and bring the thunder down Since day one the realest music been the underground [Hook] [Verse 2] You can't write me out a history, go read your lesson My essence is too deeply imbedded in the past and the present They want to keep this real music off the station good Less bars, fake radio, cats from coming in the hood (k** em) My regine was established to torture your team I'm leading corpses inside of this corporate machine Commercial, radio ain't try'na resurrected the dead So k** em all and bring the program direct it's head See that's the only way a snake can ever be handled No more meat, no more going through the proper channels Keep stunning, it'll be your time to take some lead I wish the DJ would ask me to break some bread I got a circle of hot-heads that'll break ya legs Y'all are kinda of casty pets communicate with feds You don't control by destiny I got mine in my hand Shoutout to Dre, I wish ya homie I'm try'na get banned [Hook] [Verse 3] Gravity's stunt on me better hope he last Five lasers I blast with no ski-mask Enter the suffering the end won't be fast Murder your future and put'cha present in the past Hoping he calm will K-Rino side trippin It's bottom it'll get it poppin like grease and fried chicken Undetectable bombs up in your ride diggin The unmistakable sound of a soul five kickin Don't be around and see em becoming you like Witted Unless you gonna be a follower, follow the right leader Ya still the grand dragon, show ya hand bragging Ninety percent of rappers who riding on band-wagons Wetting objects a man getting in your prophets Quick the foil up when they threaten in ya pockets Acting like you got no remorse for life How you goin exit get pumped by corporate types? You a fraud, living a lie and a facade I'm under the control of no man regard What's wrong when ya put'cha opportunities on You really gone, anybody try'na do it alone Not a problems that you can so honorable to stand And the people at the shows you can't count on ya hand Done with no love when a solid hitted fan Spoken to spoke out right follow hit a fan You was arrogant man, never been courted With no respect of those who came before you We can see it an evil side is disagreeable Now people use your shirt to write in yo vehicles Agree the main rights so ya mind will be tight Stop try'na be like fools who try'na be like Everybody who looking for a creative handout Try'na stand in it's time to stand out [Hook x2]