[Rakim:] Yeah You already know what it is Can y'all explain what kind of land is this When a man has plans of being rich But the bosses plans is wealthy There'll be a money scheme A clean split Nonsense the same, even confidence is filthy Talk team, they take the paper route All they think about is bank accounts, assets and realty Anybody's expense, no shame With a clear conscience No regrets, they're guilt free But they claim that ain't the way that they built me Smoke screen before the flame Know as soon as they're gone what the deal be Say it's time for things to change Rearrange that good product we built cheap Anything if it's more to gain Drain, manipulate it like "aw this is real deep" Until no more remain, but I'm still me Like authentic hip-hop and rock, to pop and radio And record companies kill me Try to force me to strain it, no way You've got the gall to say "Yo how real could real be? " You feel me? Yeah we'll see If greed will be to blame Greedy for the fame TV or a name Media and the game To me you're all the same You're guilty