النص (en)

Back with State Farm We're dealing with Jews and rights Come some more into my side Yeah, in London talking to rhetoric about my life and shit I thought the album was finished but I keep writing shit It's kind of funny how life changed and rearranged No matter what happens everything ain't gonna be the same The incredible album, what an incredible outcome I gripped the mic and then talked to the people like I'm Malcolm I used to think the fame and money was the motivation Until I toured the world and met the people face to face And understood that the power was harnessed in that basement It ain't about the money or notoriety It's about the people and making a difference in society But don't get it twisted, it's life I'm living, it's like a movie The godfather, the good fella wielding the Uzi One with the people if the people is wondering who he Same level the same rebel that never settled pulling strings like your pedal who overcame the ghetto end I know you wrote me and I still ain answered Cause it is different now, it's forced upon me different stances. I used to spend all of my time conversing with you, but now I write this song to let you know I'm hurting with you. Shit is too big, but let's be honest man, it's kind of bittersweet. Beside the shows and meet and greets, y'all only see me on the street and even in that shit is rare. I just don't go outside, cause honestly I don't fuck with this world, I'd rather hide. That misconception, cause I rap, I must be filled with pride Shit, I ain't perfect if you heard different than someone lied People in my ear telling me talk that shit Actions speak louder than words, I'd rather walk that shit Since the first album, I'm one of the highest earners on the label Within six months, I put the second one on they table I've played sold-out shows in parts of the world I can't pronounce Release the tickets, watch them disappear when we announce Fuck all that murderous settler shit right now, just let me bounce The mood around me is people smoking it by the ounce Leave Friday for the show and come back Monday with a hundred grand Don't fuck with checks, so when I bounce I put for cash in hand You know my first week looking crazy due to high demand Cause people don't buy music in this day and age, they buy the brand There's ups and downs, don't get me wrong, but back when I ain't have shit Felt like I would've sold my soul to make it with this rap shit Thank God he never let Lucifer close enough to ask Let me attain it by working hard and busting my ass Achieved a lot in life, but what's a lot with more to gain? At least I don't drink to avoid the hurt, we call that champagne