We gon' be there though, man, like I said

Know what I'm sayin'? We gon' be there

And we ain't goin' nowhere, man

And all these fuckin' rappers in the industry

Nobody can fuck with us

Yeah, they wanted to rush us

Hate the way they try to hold you when they know they can't touch ya

When there's snakes on the board, I guess I made it, right?

And if they're tryna move the ladder, I'll see greater heights

I burn a J from day to night

And if I were a boy, I guess I had a couple more basic rights

I go twice as hard and thrice as cold

But these little white boys think they're dipped in gold

But ain't a name on a chain that shine just like you

Yeah, the game's still the game and it's defined by you

What a shame that they claim all this fortune and fame

And ain't one of them look even a slight like you

How you open the door if I'm the light shine through?

Can't invite 'em to the cookout, they'll invite you too

And then they'll fix you a plate

And they'll pick all your brains and turn a sixteen into a shit haiku

Yeah

When the fire starts to fade

Do you wish it what you never had?

Do you find it all the same?

Uh, yeah

All the same

Oh, they wanna become us

Hate the way they like the culture but they don't love us

Snow on the bunny, bunny at the table

Yeah, she got a fetish and it happens to be racial

I'm sick to my stomach, man, I'm sick to my navel

A label who's doin' it

Labels wanna print with no glue in it

How's it gonna stick with no glue in it?

Man are by the pin but we're the only ones movin' it

Go ahead and buy the map, you're the only ones usin' it

Whether you got plaques or dreams to hang them

Remember the culture that means that you have them

For us, by us

I guess it's ours