Niggaz want me to help 'em

I can't help myself

Want me to support them

I can't support myself

Want me to know you

I barely know myself

I might got a little fame

I ain't got no wealth

I'm just one man and one sinner

Living on big gulps and healthy choice dinners

You can tell that I'm stressed

Hear it in my voice

But this is my life man

Rapping is my choice

And I bet you that I make it

Put my life on it

Unborn seed, my crib, and my wife on it

My mics on it w/ bodies of dead friends

That I lost as a child and never will see again

Unless it's at the crossroads

Where heaven and hells home

And niggaz that give you that call

Don't mean the cell phone

Do your research like stem cell clones

And the odds are stacked

Just like Ida B Wells Home



[Chorus]



From the small talk, my words

It's only meant for big things

So I settle for nothing less then the big screen

I got dreams but I ain't Dr. King

Want to make freedom ring

Wouldn't mind a pinky ring

What's wrong with having nice things

Shit, back in Africa wearing the gold was a sign of a king

Naledge just a sign of the times

Every line in my rhyme define off the top of the mind

I'm one of a kind

Southside's finest

a.k.a. your Heiness

Like airport laboratories

I keep fly shit

16 bars if you wanted to try shit

Microphone Mike Vick, I'm a game breaker

Wack mc's shake sorta like a salt shaker

Y'all niggaz just fakers

I'm singing Anita Baker

In the background is the rapture

Y'all niggaz actors



[Chorus]



I remember back when we used to cipher in the basement

It was me, Bradley, and Fooch, Woody, and little David

And nobody ever thought that we would make it

Now them same people hitting me saying my joints they favorite

I ain't going rub it in

But I can't lie, cuz I'm loving it

Sorta like the burger commercials

Niggaz home keep asking if I'm turning commercial

I said nah, I'm trying to turn to underground universal

And I meant a couple A&R's from Universal

Shady, def jam, sent a nigga walking like Hershel

I understand, it's nothing personal

But personally I don't give a flying fuck if Halle had a set of wings

To my favorite? filled dreams

On stage I vent steam

Show money, got money in European jeans

In Japan

We're just eating on sushi

Waiting to hear cut swimmer like it's a movie



[Chorus: followed by talking]



My words run deep like a skinny girls cut

From a habitat to battle raps, 40 ounces, and blunts

Deep dish pizza, chicken wings, public transportation

Through raps I receive emancipation

I used to get teased like you wouldn't believe

Black kids called me white just because I could read

White kids called me strange cuz of my African name

Now they say my rhymes flame

It's funny how times change

Money makes the world go round

Hustle make the hoes come round

Turns a snakes frown upside down

Eyes on the prize keep my ears low to the ground

Head to the sky like my words came from the clouds

Life's a bitch

Shacking like I play for the Heat

Put a mattress in a snare how I lay in the beat

And it's oh so serious, oh so delirious

Nigga turn this up fuck is you hearing this



[Talking]



Clutching a beer

Wishing my nigga Raleigh was here

Feeling like Jermaine Taylor as I'm fighting the tears

Wishing I could speak to 'em

Throw a beat to 'em

Now I just look to the sky I think I speak through him

18 years 18 years

Now I'm looking at his momma pour his ash in the pier

Life moving too fast

And I'm losing my peers

That's why I rap so hard, there's nothing to fear

Drinking hard liquor even when there's nothing to cheer

Here comes a brand new flavor in your ear

Not Craig Mack but pro black

My flow is on Prozac

Like Cuba boy in the hood but never go back

That's how I know that

A nigga got to stay strong

Just got to make it like Twista and Trey Songz

Too many times in my life seen niggaz stray wrong

Now I'm determined to never play the same song



[talking]