(feat. Brother Ali)Ladies and gentlemen boys and girlsThis is the way that you rock the world (2x)Let me tell you 'bout my gangster wit I dont follow no cliqueI'm quick to flip a dollar out of 15 cents for rentI'm a scholar in a blue Impala with dentsSuch is life a stand up man that bentI use this mic and MPC to vent2000 ways to slay a beat and hintAt what it all means brothers gonna call me denseWhen I take my brain and let it touch the rainAnd since then I'm a young king in trainingAnd listening to the wind to see what its sayingIn glimpses sometimes it all seems senselessYou trapped outside of white picket fencesStill gotta figure out a way how to make it realIn 3 ways sports crack or a record dealAnd the homies know how I feelTill I'm on the next level I'm a grind at willChorus:One for the money two for the showThree for the homies who got in the back doorOne for the money two for the showThree for the honies who got in the back door (2x)2nd Verse:Us rappers we love to tell the stories again and againAbout the burning fire that rages withinBut all you ever hearing everyday from your friendsIs that if you leave the herd there's no way you can winSo what you gonna think about?When everything around you is negative including your bank accountScrapping out a living in a major draughtWith no avenue to let your angry outYou rattle your cage and shout you pray theyBreak you out you stay truly devoutCause you wade through doubt so deepthat you can't tune it outBlood boiling and you ain't cooling outAnd that's why I stand on every stage and kick that verseLike it the first and last time I'll ever say itI'm nothing if I'm not dedicatedEvery win is celebrated for the soldiers that never made itTrying to figure out where Awesome Dre wentAnd why Grand Master Caze still ain't been paid yetSo since I'm blessed to run around the nationI'm obligated to find a new lane and pave itSo if the little homies ever want to disconnectFrom the matrix and jump off the slave shipsAn d when they swim they'll have a destinationAnd they come right on along and hit the same lidIts entertainment but its more than thatWhy you think Slug took me on the tour in fact?Why you think El-P put his boys on wax?And why you think Little Brother's in the door like that?Its because God gave us something that makes usMore than record breaker we're our own saviorsAsk the average man about taking his lifeIn his own hands and he won't understandThat idea was stolen with the landAnd we scrape for the few crumbs that fall from the handLive life hungry work to get bummyOr run we they 3 2 1 for the moneyChorus:One for the money two for the showThree for the homies who got in the back doorOne for the money two for the showThree for the honies who got in the back door (2x)
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(feat. Brother Ali)Ladies and gentlemen boys and girlsThis is the way that you rock the world (2x)Let me tell you 'bout my gangster wit I dont follow no cliqueI'm quick to flip a dollar out of 15 cents for rentI'm a scholar in a blue Impala with dentsSuch is life a stand up man that bentI use this mic and MPC to vent2000 ways to slay a beat and hintAt what it all means brothers gonna call me denseWhen I take my brain and let it touch the rainAnd since then I'm a young king in trainingAnd listening to the wind to see what its sayingIn glimpses sometimes it all seems senselessYou trapped outside of white picket fencesStill gotta figure out a way how to make it realIn 3 ways sports crack or a record dealAnd the homies know how I feelTill I'm on the next level I'm a grind at willChorus:One for the money two for the showThree for the homies who got in the back doorOne for the money two for the showThree for the honies who got in the back door (2x)2nd Verse:Us rappers we love to tell the stories again and againAbout the burning fire that rages withinBut all you ever hearing everyday from your friendsIs that if you leave the herd there's no way you can winSo what you gonna think about?When everything around you is negative including your bank accountScrapping out a living in a major draughtWith no avenue to let your angry outYou rattle your cage and shout you pray theyBreak you out you stay truly devoutCause you wade through doubt so deepthat you can't tune it outBlood boiling and you ain't cooling outAnd that's why I stand on every stage and kick that verseLike it the first and last time I'll ever say itI'm nothing if I'm not dedicatedEvery win is celebrated for the soldiers that never made itTrying to figure out where Awesome Dre wentAnd why Grand Master Caze still ain't been paid yetSo since I'm blessed to run around the nationI'm obligated to find a new lane and pave itSo if the little homies ever want to disconnectFrom the matrix and jump off the slave shipsAn d when they swim they'll have a destinationAnd they come right on along and hit the same lidIts entertainment but its more than thatWhy you think Slug took me on the tour in fact?Why you think El-P put his boys on wax?And why you think Little Brother's in the door like that?Its because God gave us something that makes usMore than record breaker we're our own saviorsAsk the average man about taking his lifeIn his own hands and he won't understandThat idea was stolen with the landAnd we scrape for the few crumbs that fall from the handLive life hungry work to get bummyOr run we they 3 2 1 for the moneyChorus:One for the money two for the showThree for the homies who got in the back doorOne for the money two for the showThree for the honies who got in the back door (2x)
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