South Philly, North Side Oakland, Texas Georgia, Black People Yo, Worldwide, Sup my ***** You know what I'm saying Dumb and blind... [Verse One: Black Thought] They say a record ain't nothing if it's not touching Gripping, draw you in closer make you want to listen to it And if you real ill at making music Then lesson'll feel like you livin' through it That's how my ***** do it I met Slacks back in like '91 rapping We went to Millersville to get away from gun clappin' It ain't last I be in class dreaming 'bout 50,000 fans up in the stands screaming out Encore, yo I'm headed back to Philly ***** you rollin' with me? I'm trying to get busy We walk dogs that was off the chain Lot of times at the show people hardly came I just took it in stride as part of the game But inside people down with me started to change It was a couple things Lil' ??, lil' pills Instead of driving out on the road you rather chill I know the way the pleasure feel I'm not judging But still I'm on a mission, yo I'm not buggin' I got fam that won't stop druggin' They can't sleep They can't stick to one subject, they can't eat Is people steady comin' at me out in the streets Like Riq yo wat up with your peeps it gets deep ***** [Chorus] Yo, you need to walk straight, master your high Son you missin' out on was passing you by I done seen the streets suck a lot of cats dry But not you and I my ***** We got to get Come on, over over the water Come on, over over the water Water, Water... [Verse Two: Black Thought] Yo, we done made too many meals A couple of deals We done share clothes and wills Killed mics and reels We done rock Shows abroad, and slept on floors Trying to figga what the **** we gettin' slept on for Oh why we walking with the rep up for Waited by the cavity law You know it if you came up poor my ***** Picture a bus up north You know we made of everything outlaws are made of I'm far from a hater And I don't say I love you 'cause the way I feel is greater In Illa you a poet son You a ball creator And this will probably dawn on you later Is in you nature, letters all up in the wall like they made of paper You got to find out where you talent take you You might **** around, finally make it And that's real but yo [Chorus] [Verse Three: Black Thought] Yo, I want you all to understand I come from South Philly And when I walk the street is like a pharmacy They got all type of **** Anybody could get It goes from H to Ex To lucy ciggarette For my ghetto legend Known from Lil' shyst running Cop codeine by the courts and keep comin' Dummy, just embracing the **** like it's a woman You burnin' both sides of the rope and keep pullin' Tuggin', in between Islam and straight tuggin' Laying everyday around the way and doin' nothin' See'em looking shaking their head and start shruggin' If they don't have a man like mine, they got a cousin Hey yo you better be a true friend to 'em Before the **** put an end to 'em Or give a pen to 'em Or lock'em up in the studio with a mic ' Cause on the real it might save his life Keep tellin'em [Chorus x2]
South Philly, North Side Oakland, Texas Georgia, Black People Yo, Worldwide, Sup my ***** You know what I'm saying Dumb and blind... [Verse One: Black Thought] They say a record ain't nothing if it's not touching Gripping, draw you in closer make you want to listen to it And if you real ill at making music Then lesson'll feel like you livin' through it That's how my ***** do it I met Slacks back in like '91 rapping We went to Millersville to get away from gun clappin' It ain't last I be in class dreaming 'bout 50,000 fans up in the stands screaming out Encore, yo I'm headed back to Philly ***** you rollin' with me? I'm trying to get busy We walk dogs that was off the chain Lot of times at the show people hardly came I just took it in stride as part of the game But inside people down with me started to change It was a couple things Lil' ??, lil' pills Instead of driving out on the road you rather chill I know the way the pleasure feel I'm not judging But still I'm on a mission, yo I'm not buggin' I got fam that won't stop druggin' They can't sleep They can't stick to one subject, they can't eat Is people steady comin' at me out in the streets Like Riq yo wat up with your peeps it gets deep ***** [Chorus] Yo, you need to walk straight, master your high Son you missin' out on was passing you by I done seen the streets suck a lot of cats dry But not you and I my ***** We got to get Come on, over over the water Come on, over over the water Water, Water... [Verse Two: Black Thought] Yo, we done made too many meals A couple of deals We done share clothes and wills Killed mics and reels We done rock Shows abroad, and slept on floors Trying to figga what the **** we gettin' slept on for Oh why we walking with the rep up for Waited by the cavity law You know it if you came up poor my ***** Picture a bus up north You know we made of everything outlaws are made of I'm far from a hater And I don't say I love you 'cause the way I feel is greater In Illa you a poet son You a ball creator And this will probably dawn on you later Is in you nature, letters all up in the wall like they made of paper You got to find out where you talent take you You might **** around, finally make it And that's real but yo [Chorus] [Verse Three: Black Thought] Yo, I want you all to understand I come from South Philly And when I walk the street is like a pharmacy They got all type of **** Anybody could get It goes from H to Ex To lucy ciggarette For my ghetto legend Known from Lil' shyst running Cop codeine by the courts and keep comin' Dummy, just embracing the **** like it's a woman You burnin' both sides of the rope and keep pullin' Tuggin', in between Islam and straight tuggin' Laying everyday around the way and doin' nothin' See'em looking shaking their head and start shruggin' If they don't have a man like mine, they got a cousin Hey yo you better be a true friend to 'em Before the **** put an end to 'em Or give a pen to 'em Or lock'em up in the studio with a mic ' Cause on the real it might save his life Keep tellin'em [Chorus x2]
