Introduction

It's real music for real people

the Hip Hop nuisance you fiend for

It's the booze that I'm guzzling

the troops that I'm running with

the truth's what I'm busting, kid

the news I be covering

the music, you loving it

the bullshitting government

the proving that you got the muscle, kid

the bruises, don't cover them

the loser, the prominent

the ruthless, the dominant

the few cents you profit, man

you gotta hustle them

improving your numbers

but never give in to any of Lucifer's promises

whether you leading the movement of following

we both know that only a few people understand

good shit we puffing to the beautiful drumming, man

throw your hands up if you love your mother, man

now I do it for the moon and the sun

for the few months of summer

for the food in my stomach, man

crews they be bluffing

now the dudes is in trouble

'cause as soon as I'm coming in they losing a couple ends

now let me tell you, I ain't new to the struggle

no, I move in a puddle though I grew inna suburbs

world leaders, hit them with cruel and unusual punishment

they might win some, but they losing this one, again