2000, E-S-T Well, you know that Why you, why you even ask? Ayy Had to give 'em somethin' they could dance to DJ let it play and they gon' cut up like the sample Gave you boys time, it was ample Now my hands full carryin' the mantle Ha, top of that, on the mantle A&R's tell me, "Holler back," like I plan to Had to get it out the mud, out the sand too And I ain't gotta wait 'til whenever I get the chance to I don't want you lil' advance, boy, advance who? I just caught my second crib, it was bands too I could drop a hit poolside, get a tan too Cool guy, I don't lie, I let it ten too Plus, I got the driven like it's ten, two Make your top five, check the clock, like it's ten too Rappers braggin' 'bout the women that they ran through Me, I'm just beatin' down your block like a vandal Let me get the mic', I'ma talk to 'em Superman bars, if it's walls, I'ma walk through 'em Jesus was a teacher and the people steady flock to 'em I'm a leader 'cause I'm doin' what they not doin' Had to give 'em somethin' they could dance to DJ let it play and they gon' cut up like the sample Had to give 'em somethin' they could dance to DJ let it play and they gon' cut up like the sample H-had to give 'em somethin' they could dance to Had to give 'em somethin' they could dance to H-had to give 'em somethin' they could dance to DJ let it play and they gon' cut up like the sample I ain't got the time to worry 'bout another man This fight is spiritual, I'm 'bout to make them understand We ain't never gon' let the devil get the upper hand He got boys thinkin' that they men 'cause the gun in hand The King tell me, "Bring the Palace," like the bucket in For my dogs 'cause they going 'round like a ceiling fan Won't do horoscope, no, I don't need you to read my hand If I wanna know, I pray to God, don't need a middle man Why would I speak to you if I could just go talk to Him? Why would I play wit' you when I could just go to the gym? Why would I lay wit' you? I'm Joseph, I would run away I got my wifey with me now, don't need another bae Go to Chile, he my barber, get the freshest fade When I look good, I feel good, I have a better day This that livin' water, ain't no Gatorade Iron sharpen iron, so your dogs be the sharpest blade I'm throwin' heat, that's the script, I feel like Sacha Page How you gon' let the Spirit leave when you full of rage? The old me read Luke and put him in a cage Devil tryna hoop, this ain't Duke, we gon' end the game I'm at church with no suit, this ain't Men In Black Stack denim in the Lord's house, we ain't wearin' slacks Trinity, I brought the fours out, and they green and black It ain't nothin' to get the J's out, He gon' give 'em back Tryna argue in my comments, no I can't go tic for tac When the Lord make a promise, know He ain't gon' give it back Payin' tithe is easy when you broke, but when you got the bag It get hard to let it go but it ain't yours to have Had to give 'em somethin' that could dance to H-had to give 'em somethin' that could da- Had to give 'em somethin' that could dance to H-had to give 'em somethin' that could dance to DJ let it play and they gon' cut up like the sample