This Goes Out To You

[Steele]

Let it be known, you can't keep a good man down

Hard time, hardly wear me down

The strong survive, what comes around, go around

When the going get rough, we ride, lord, hold me down

Blood, sweat and pain, take it and strive

Nothin to do, it's breakin' my pride

My eyes on the prize, been through, tribulations and trials

I realize, I'm still gonna rise

[Buckshot]

I need one hundred percent, undivided attention

Provided you mention, Black Moon is back

And all the questions, like Smif-N-Wessun

Changin' their name to Cocoa Brovaz, did it ruin the track?

Let's think back, like the song I made

So we can reminisce the rights and the all wrongs I made

Don't get it twisted, I don't progress shit

I don't remember, but I don't forget, shit

That's how the game go, things get harder to spit

What's real love, without pain, the part of the shit

Who knows, few blow, few will get dough

It's the reason so many rappers never move with the flow

But I've shown, that I'm prone, to keep going

Cuz I flown, this goes out to you

This goes out to you

[Chorus x2: Steele, Buckshot]

This goes out to you, and out to you

Who didn't believe I wouldn't achieve

My goals, yo, I'm so, out of control

I just don't know

[Buckshot]

I started out with nothing, got a little talent

Came up with something, got a little violent

It was hardly thumpin', everybody fakin' moves

While I'm makin' moves and that party jumpin'

What part of me bluffin, huh? I don't see one

See guns, he run, leave sons with nothing

Stranded - handle it, stress on my chest

Like a tight lamel lid, I just -

Breathe in, breathe out, see what he about

And if there's no cheese, we leave him out

Cuz niggaz see the route that I'm on

Big movers for the kid to rule, everything abroad

See I was taught to write everything I saw

Been around the world, from the US to Singapore

You can learn a thing or more, from the veteran

No calm, wanna learn no more, just get a pen

[Chorus x2]

[Buckshot]

Me and Dru hooked up in '93

Started out as a management, then a record company

Even then they wasn't bumpin' me, but I ain't give a fuck

Still represented, every time I had to give them Buck

On stage in the studio, or on screen

They stayed out of sight, out of mind, if you off the scene

Knah'mean, I do too much for me to be enlightened

That's the reason, when you see me, you see me at night

Walkin', by myself, spliff lit by my lip, gun by my belt

Yellin' out, Duck Down is the label

Plus a million soldiers with me, nigga

Now that we able to make moves, and slay crews

And pay dues, cuz they rule

This goes out to you, this goes out to you

[Chorus x2]