[ll cool j talking]
Yoyeaaight after this particular practice run
I'ma practice both versesafter thisI want you to find a spot
That's close to when the beat drops to the rewind pointlocate point
You ain't gotta be on that all nightthis the soundtrack
Yoyeacheck it
Okalrighthuh ok
[verse 1]
The other night I was up at farmerspolitican wit some bloods
They told me "yo lin the streets you ain't gettin no love
And ever since the x's and the jiggas came out
My niggas ain't tryin to the hear that smooth shit you talk about
What's up wit that cat canibussome played you out
Why you didn't answer back correctlyfuck was that about? "
As I sip on some hennyand try to explain some things
About the life of a legendand all the drama it brings
Been gone a long timehad a lot of shit on my mind
I decided I don't want to reach my goal if it means losing my shine
Streets is hip-hop and I'm hip-hopso the streets is mine
Ballin' as long as you been livin'that's a long time
Hard to stay hungry when your pockets are so fat
You hit a hot one in every city on the map
And niggas keep sleepin' and you keep coming back
You know better than the gatbut niggas still wanna clap
[chorus-2x][ja rule]
It feels so good to be back where I belong
The streets is where I belong
They had me locked down much too long
Hey hey
[verse 2]
Some say "l that's coolbut see times have changed"
Niggas got red bandanasand the grill in the range
That gold shit is deadniggas rock platinum chains
Trade o.e. for hennycolt 45 for champagne
Hustling niggas found they way into the game
Extorting all these so called ballers wit big names
And you gotta have a squadcuz running from def ain't safe
I know you living goodbut ain't no smile up on our face
I'm like a villainI'm representing on my lyrics
And force feed the worldeven if they don't want to hear it
As far as canibus gomy man is hittin' his ex-broad
I'm getting head from his new piece
While 20 gang-bangers applaudyou came up with that bullshit
Some heads sucked it upthen you dropped that garbage album
And totally fucked it upI coulda told ya I knew your moms
From the after-hours spotwhen I used to be up in canada
With the dreads on a black blockbefore you dick rode lost boyz
For a ticket our to jerseybut being the man I am
I tried to show ya mercyI coulda told the world
The way ya label hates your guts
And how me and wyclefgot together to set you up
And how he gave me half your budgetdon't believe me look it up
Ya a&r promotion niggasthey helped me hook it up
I hate to be responsiblefor destroying your career
A one-hit wonderhuh
No wonder you disappearedI coulda told the world
You get your lyrics from the internet
Then spit 'em word for word
Like you really a rap vethow you take metaphors from books
And put 'em in your rhymeand how you really from canada
And you been frontin' all this time
I heard your second albumthat shit is garbage too
Ll cool j and I did this to you
On that note he said
"yo lyou the man"I said peaceone love
And drove off in the lex land
[chorus- 2x]
[ll cool j talking]
Yea niggathe jig is up niggahuh ha
You know what I'm sayin?all that bullshit you was talking
Dont mean shityou finish now
I'm still the man nigga
The vanguard award is in my motherfuckin living room
You know what I mean? come get that shitfuckwhat
Mic still on my arm niggaword up
Both armsi'ma get another one nigga
You know what I'm sayinthis ll you know how I get down
You should of knownwhen you did it
He probably did it to get some fame
But is this really what you want? hahahahahahahha
