Ain't no question if I want it, I need it I can feel it slowly drifting away from me I'm on the edge so why you playing, I'm saying I will never ever let you let this down, down, down Nothing, nothing, not for sitting, I dream it I can feel it slowly drifting away from me No more chances, if you blow this, you bogus I will never ever let you let this down, down, down Penitentiary chances, the devil dances And eventually answers to the call of autumn All them falling for the love of balling Get caught with 30 rocks, the cop look like Alec Baldwin Inner-century anthems based off inner-city tantrums Based off the way we was branded Face it, Jerome get more time than Brandon And at the airport they check all through my bag And tell me that it's random, but we stay winning This week has been a bad massage, I need a happy ending And a new beginning, and a new fitted And some job opportunities is lucrative This the real world, homie school finished They just stole your dreams, you don't know who did it I treat the cash the way the government tree says I won't be satisfied till all my niggas get it, get it Ain't no question if I want it, I need it I can feel it slowly drifting away from me I'm on the edge so why you playing, I'm saying I will never ever let you let this down, down, down Is hip-hop just a euphemism for a new religion? The soul music of the slaves that the youth is missing But this is more than just my road to redemption Malcolm West had the whole nation standing at attention As long as I'm in polo, smiling, they think they got me But they'll try to crack me if they ever see a black me I thought I chose a field where they couldn't sap me If a nigga ain't shooting the jumps, I'd run and attract me But this pimp is at the top of Mount Olympus Ready for the world's games, this is my Olympics We make them say ho, cause the game's so pimpish Choke a South Park rider with a fish stick I insisted to get up off of this dick And these drugs niggas can't resist it Remind me when they tried to have Ali enlisted If I ever wasn't the greatest nigga, I must've missed it Ain't no question if I want it, I need it I can feel it slowly drifting away from me I'm on the edge so why you playing, I'm saying I will never ever let you let this down, down, down I need more drinks and less lights And that American a pair of girl in Jess tights She told the director she's trying to get into school He said take them glasses off and get in the pool It's been a while since I watched the tube Cause like a cripset, I got way too many blues for any more bad news I was looking at my resume, feeling real fresh today They rewrite history I don't believe in yesterday And what's a black beetle anyway, a fucking roach? I guess this is why they got me sitting there fucking coach My guy said I need a different approach Cause people is looking at me like I'm Sniffer Coat It's not funny anymore, try different jokes Tell them hug and kiss my ass, X and O And kiss the ring while they at it Do my thing while I got it Play strings for the dramatic ending of that whack shit Act like I ain't had a belt in two classes I ain't got it, I'm coming after whoever who has it I'm coming after whoever who has it You blowing up, that's good, fantastic That y'all, it's like that y'all I don't really give a fuck about it at all Cause the same people that try to black ball me Forget about two things, my black balls Ain't no question if I want it, I need it I can feel the story drifting away from me I'm on the edge, so why you playing? I'm saying I will never, ever let you live this down Yo, I done copped Sims, just lived in lenses Kicked Armani suits, fresh fruits, ballet boots and Benzes Counting up, smoking one cuff, live as a red jag A Louis bag, grabbing the blunt, fuck it Steam about a hundred and one L's Kites off the jails, buying sweats, running up in stacks And nigga had game, was special It matched every black pair of Nikes Throwing dice for decimals To hold the head, bow the head, betraying the soldier head Make sure you right in the field, not a soldier dead That man cold red, bent off the black skunk The black Dutch, back of the old shed If you can't live, you dying, you give up buying Keep it real or keep it moving, keep grinding, keep shining To every young man, this is a plan Learn from others like your mother's Raycon, yeah Nothing, nothing, I've foreseen it, I dreamed it I can feel it slowly drifting away from me No more chances, if you know this, you know this I will never, ever let you live this down, down, down