(feat. Freeway, Jadakiss). . [Jermaine Dupri (Freeway)]. What?. Y'all got Hate in your blood. (This is fucked up). Y'all got Hate in your blood. (This is fucked up man).
[Jermaine Dupri] (Freeway). What?. Why'all got hate in your blood. (This is fucked up). Why'all got hate in your blood. (This is fucked up man). Why'all got hate in your blood.
We thought it was a golf course. But when we got there it was just a bunch of grass. I had one new cigarette. We dipped it in for the scent. I blacked out, out in the sand.
[Verse 1: Don P]. Am I being forward? smell like weed, eyes lowered. Pulled up in a beamer, came up in a concord. Came up in a hand me down, now im in a tom ford.
Same story, same target, different time. Cyclical reaction from the prisoners of the blind. Trying to fight time, it's a battle of the mind. Waiting for redemption, surviving in a bind.
Kweli say, "Everybody act according to the season that they born in". Some are the night, some are the morning, some at noon. Some in winter, some in June.
You say one for the treble, two for the time. Come on y'all let's rock this!. You say one for the treble, two for the time. Come on!. . Speech is my hammer, bang the world into shape.
Yes. Every day somebody ask me where all the real MC's is at?. They underground. There's mad talented cats underground with that raw shit. Yaknowwhat'msayin? Bringin them raw skills.
[Chorus]. We all got to have, a place where we come from. This place that we come from is called home. We set out on our travels, we do the best we can.
Hook:. . Have you ever, ever in long living life. seen a woman rock the mic. like the one called the Lyte. (Repeat). . As I zoom with the Z down the Avenue.
Step 1 to the 2 (Repeat x 4). Yeah. Rrrah. . [MC Lyte:]. I'm a big shot, hot shot, gimme one shot, I wreck shop. In and out the boon docks I got the street smarts.