[INTRO]
There have been moments where I have dreamed of success. There have been
brief very brief periods when I have conjoured up rememberances which
the use of reason of the a later epic assures me could have reference only
to that condition of seeming unconsciousness. These shadows of memories
tell indistinctly of tall figures that lifted and bored me in silence
down down still down.
[Odario] {Spitz}
I never was inspired to do a damn thing
'Til the day I was hired to work a little something {yeah}
I took my money and I played the rap game
Everybody in doubt said I wouldn't amount to nothing {word up}
Fingers crossed
My mama still buggin' about the money I lost
And the critics still judging
Without a spirit, set out to go get it
Got to reach for the sky
Got to make a track bumpin'
So I straighten my eye at the prize
And wipe my hands so I see clear and understand
To be the man, you got to beat the man
I be pursuing that, thinking of a master plan
Broken scheme and promises
Steady losses prepared for days like this
I reminise, I reminise
The hip-hop news
We got to maintain, contain your P's and Q's
We see the knowledge not provided in college
Live the course, dream to be the top dollar
Promoters call us, but don't pay us
Everyday, everyday they delay us
They higher than the Himalayas
Never, ever getting near us
'Cause they problem is they fear us doing this for years
The night time new moon rise high
Tranquilling your mind
And to help us find
{How many moons?} How many moons from what you looking for?
Originate, black crowd was a Theodore
Regulate, rhyme until my mind is sore
Hip-hop, that's
