[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne:] The, the The reason that I'm breathin' ...gets me cheese while I'm eatin' in Bad Season Was deep in beef and was needin' some beasta release in evenings Instead of me being up and bleedin' with these young heathens with cheese and obstacles Made it possible for the flow, gotta be profitable Your text's audible, his inarguable prada prophet was plausible God is so good for givin' me music! Liftin', gettin' me though it when I was fixin' to lose it Dudes hit Big Scoob's shit 'n reppin' the blue tip Foo's skipped with ... we jumped in the ... whip Full clips for who stick the homie for true grip My crew, thanks to music, we all living through it Got me out of the ghetto Got me mucho dinero In Cozumel, Mexico shorts and Jordans and a sombrero This gift, ain't given from a devil, so settle Come and get this rebel music that's hot as a kettle, pendejo Saved my life, paid my lights, made my wife, say "Bye Bye" Gave my ... babes, I like prayed my mic Would never fade, forever slayed, days I write My chedda raise up better, faze way high hyped My music's one reason I always get to lay my pipe The reason Tech Nina can comfortably say "Night, night" Blessed me, with original flow, so Hey! Why bite? I hear, I feel, I live, listen, and learn. I like
[Chorus - Krizz Kaliko:] (I love music) Yeah, I love (I love music) For real (I love music) And I need (I love music) To feel (I love music) Go and play it (I love music) Yeah, know what I'm saying? (I love music) My love (I love music) Know what I'm saying?
[Verse 2 - Oobergeek:] Automatic when I do this Manually, daily, monthly, annually I get a step closer to being the coolest Acoustic got me foolin', about to lose it Ooh, shit Jump in the grind, and my hom' Mean Mike produced it That's music pahtna I'm just a poet with incredible rhythm Words arranged will let you know he has incredible in him I don't mean to toot my own horn, but toot toot, ha ha I laugh because it's easier than do ray mi fa so la Ti do, we know he go ... on that C Note And he can play a C Note with that B Note I'm talkin' truth And I got stories that I show you that it's walkin proof A thousand miles of it and I can show you what I'm walkin' through Music ain't a hobby, it's an organ, of my body, that the creator provided back in January of '92 So don't you dare say that music skipped my generation Your hatin' ain't nothin' but motivation for these compilations Oob
[Chorus 2 - Krizz Kaliko:] (I love music) Yeah, it feeds me (I love music) I need (I love music) You feel me? (I love music) Know what I'm saying? (I love music) Yeah, it's my thang (I love music) Know what I'm saying? (I love music) And I love it (I love music) Yeah, go ahead!
[Verse 3 - Kendrick Lamar:] Music is my life The reason why I write Like Edgar Allen Poe on the beat, like a parasite You thought a parachute made my flow just fall out the sky Then you fell apart into a body part no one would buy Nobody tried my limits 'cause they're afraid of heights The ambition, weak or gravity let 'em die I let you live until a nigga compose a rhyme Then it's like a Rhino in your ass every time Time and time again I treat my pen like The Pen Bars harder than Pelican Bay and I been Servin' a life sentence since the day I was ten Nine times outta ten you only ten songs deep before you leap Into a pool of sharks then swim That's an analogy on the way I do casualties And I do this shit casually Before the first end, I'll be in the Hall of Fame with my picture framed, friend
[Chorus 3 - Krizz Kaliko:] And if it wasn't for my music, I wouldn