What you gonna do when it's too late?
You go for fame but the streets speak my name
What you gonna do when it's too late?
Forgetting your roots will bring you shame
What you gonna do?
Take it from the MCs
What you gonna do?
Cause we've been through the pain
What you gonna do when it's too late?
We will survive,
look into our eyes,
can you see the flame?
I remember the times and the days are way back Young Mac,
Mr. Point Blank,
lay down the facts
Recollections,
memories unfold,
days softer,
oh I hold precious like 24 karat gold
Visions of my life back in the time of backpacking,
struggling
Empty pockets,
pipe water,
I'll be guzzling,
thirst
From the burning sun blazing down to earth,
Ipoh City
The land where my hip hop gave birth
Let me tell you a true story, my true story
From the kampong to the city, unbelievable glory
I sat down in solitude and wrote rhymes everyday
I dreamed I would be a great rapper somehow,
someway
So I journey on,
up and down,
every record label in town
120 for the minibus but mostly I walked around
Took all the rap competitions,
had my skill with so many Major labels won't
sign me up but hip hop ain't about money
What you gonna do when it's too late?
You go for fame but the streets speak my name
What you gonna do when it's too late?
Forgetting your roots will bring you shame
What you gonna do?
Take it from the MCs What you gonna do?
Cause we've been through the pain
What you gonna do when it's too late?
We will survive,
look into our eyes,
can you see the flame?
Representing the situation back in 97,
laughs, the aesthetic circumstances be critical
Intense pressure driving my mental maniacal,
crafting an album on a level that'd be radical
Still,
I remained a mack cause I was way back,
true to the fact that hip hop's my greatest asset
It's human nature,
we survive on all other fields
Trying to make a living when fools tell them tall tales,
undeniable
Rap skills made viable,
it's not impossible,
high standards are attainable without doubt
When we're two steps ahead indirectly,
cause a revolution in the industry Totally,
incur phenomenal popularity with mad
respect and whole street credibility
The M will be poetic,
give pop to our name,
I'll still be the same mad wizard in the game
What you gonna do when it's too late?
You go for fame but the streets speak my name
What you gonna do when it's too late?
Forgetting your roots will bring you shame
What you gonna do?
Take it from the MCs What you gonna do?
Cause we've been through the pain
What you gonna do when it's too late?
We will survive,
look into our eyes,
can you see the flame?
Let me put it into a line,
the story,
history,
landslide,
death rhyme We started a long time ago,
as an innocent young brat who loved hip hop
Glad that I did,
now no one is gonna stop me,
even though there gonna be hard times and good times I see
As if I've never gone through this pain and misery,
no matter what changes,
my devotion will be the same
In my emotion and my name,
the black China man seeking no fame,
no temptation,
booty calls,
no Asian doors
Hey,
Siu Koon,
learn my lesson,
no way,
no more of this stress,
of this foolishness,
appreciate my kindness,
baby
Destiny comes in the sound of positive tone,
with three other MCs,
now Yogi be not alone
You feel my talent,
although you are never this,
now it's my turn,
superstar,
but just answer me this,
don't try,
you know,
you'll miss
What you gonna do when it's too late?
You go for fame, but the streets speak my name
What you gonna do when it's too late?
Forgetting your roots will bring you shame
What you gonna do?
Take it from the MCs What you gonna do?
Cause we've been through the pain
What you gonna do when it's too late?
We will survive,
look into our eyes,
can you see the flame?
Tell me now, what you gonna do?
What you gonna do when it's too late?
When it's too late?