this is what i do

Lyrics

, yes, yes, ladies and gentlemen, i'll like to thank you for your support, love, not only to me, but to the whole hip-hop industry itself, we as a whole, we've been weathering in the storm, from the start, 30-plus years ago to now, but uh, like all weapons of hate, we perceiver, so allow me to speak not only for me, but on behalf of the hip-hop coalition, every hood, every ghetto across the united states of america, yea, as a youngin' i was sittin'- spittin' sponge-in', just learnin' the life, and christ second comin', well mannered and nice, got advice from women, but when the money get tight, the stomach start grumblin', it was some of then, wasn't all hammers then, went in the benz, it was kingpin and bubblin', we started huddlin', puttin' in, and jugglin', a shear later we straight, no more strugglin', but that was only the start, the love between homey started fallin' apart, i guess anything's addictive when it's callin' your heart, death and incarceration had us all in the dark, we was done, some'll say "we had a beautiful run", and the beauty is skin deep was beneath the slums, i was numb, that was like speakin' in tongues, so relax, i adapt within a week i was sprung, spoke facts on the track, it's like squeezin' a gun, no more crack, all the boys on my back hearin' "run", yea, i changed & came, all them years, on the stairs g rap & kane, i felt pain, them beamers still lurkin' my brain, but the ways is the most high is to preserve to explain, it was the fame, that focused me, perfected my game, and like that, there's so many others that this rap will remain, and in exchange, we give fans the force of the reign, to feed, nurture, and breed, and be the voice of the slain, it's a shame, but that real shit come wit the life, and in order to obtain you gotta sacrifice, it's like cuttin' your bitch shorter, don't pass on fights, i'ma tourer, so you know all my facts is right, plus my aurora is like used spoilers on the porch at night, so be polite, just go for them critics that write, this is rap, we from the hood, just tryin' to get a slice, some'll bite, but the most just coast wit ice, and rock a little chain, get a little brain, ha ha-ha ha, yea, hey, it is what it is, you know rap has no rules, see my enlightener he-he once told me once said, "if there is no devilish-men, then there won't be godliness", "one can't exist without the other", knaw'mean?, it's like a doctor is only needed to heal, and he caters to the sick, so the sick must exist, ya heard?, a minister - he only gives sermon to - uh you know -, those seeking for forgiveness - so them sinners must exist, you know? it's simple simplistic, ha ha-ha ha, it's az the god - constantine - quiet money for life, this is what i do, i'm here