In this world (this that feeling)
What's happening to love? (It's that feeling you miss)
I'd like to know (it's that love, it's that passion)
(Tone, they don't get shit like this no more)
Welcome to my longitude and latitude
My attitude is shaping my surroundings
Skyscrapers, public housing
The sheep is running from the sun
The wolves is howling at the moon
It's tragic how you in the street
'Cause you ain't got no avenues
When it come to rapping, who's the baddest dude?
This a recession--what recession?
Shit been a mess and we been dealing with this depression
Since way back, but you ain't got to say that
That's the greatest lesson
Greed the devil favorite weapon
Fight to the death; only the greatest left
Lordy, lordy, lordy, lord
I been hustling really, really hard
Get up off my ass, start making some moves
Put two and two together, start paying my dues
I got to get up for it, stand up
If skills sold, truth be told, I'd probably be, lyrically, Talib Kweli (Jay-Z)
I get respected by the best emcees
The recipe for my success is
One part pain and suffering
Two parts brains and hustling
Sprinkle it over Hi-Tek production
We bubbling like volcanic eruptions
Come get your mama to tuck you in
You know we did like no other did it
What's happening to love?
I grab the mic until my hands develop the calluses
My style is bit--I only see myself with John Malkovich
My grind miraculous, rhyme for slums to palaces
Facing all my challengers, raising the black-power fist
Here to eliminate the counterfeit
Add it up it--don't amount to shit
I paid my dues, kept the receipt for taxes
Although we stack it, we stay stuck in the bracket
My rebel tactics got the planet spinning off its axis
The devil laughing when you lazy; man, get off your ass and
Talent don't mean nothing without all the practice
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