Full time grinder Wise city rhymer The ghetto Moses tryna get my homies outta bondage Need some time to think so I'm rolling up the ganja Sneaking out my pores, know I'm blowing on the bombest Bars looking nice, my rap smoke polish A God on the mic, wack rappers pay homage Leader of the new school Everytime I bust a rhyme, incredible lines When I talk, make em' press rewind I do it for Hip-Hop, fuck what you heard Do it for my nigga's who voices will never be heard Listen, blessed with talent, voice of the young people Went from a zero, now my city label me as a hero Nine, double-O, five, nine, that's where the chopper sing Sound so melodic, the problems, that's what the drama brings Dog I'm gutted as ever strivin' for finer things One-O-Five Eastbound, swervin' in and out of lanes This game filled with a lot of lames On the real my nigga, this shit gotta change From Cali to Queens, Top Dawg guarantee We the new regime
[Hook: Ludacris] I don't do it for them cars and the fancy drops I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop And I don't it for the chains and the flashin rocks I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop
[Verse 2:Ab-Soul] Like, 4 years ago I was writing rhymes in my Chevy Celebrity Spittin' the hardness, says Doc Elery It's prophecy I shine, ask cashanova Burnin' up my notepad tryna ash my doja Sober... For the game you decayed I sow it up You must say yes too much Cause you don't know enough To match my caliber, I'm a whole new breed Ya stamina's shot, I'm movin' like the old .23 For Hiphop I breath... Have a seat, I'm a beast And I'm ready for war with no peace Seems that they forgot to rap, you had to think They just wanna be ballers when you see em' on the screen Who am I to say the grass ain't green Who am I to say the next generation don't share the same vision as we I will say this, it's less likely Than me having clean piss Rest in peace