This Chicago, nigga
Surprise, it's the boy who lived
It's the West Chatham Santa with some toys to give
A .38 Special I call Noisy Cricket
I got a chain on now called Roy G. Biv
It's the new New Edition like Poison, Biv Bell DeVoe
It's time to make that noise again
Lauryn Hill say she seen me on The Voice again
But this the end of the road like Boyz II Men
You better use your pen, baby, use your heart, child
Where's your viewpoint? Where's your art style?
Sometimes a teardrop can make your heart smile
Looking for a sign and He sends a star shower
Fresh off surviving the coup d'état
The music stop, you just might lose your spot
No fairytale endings if you lose the plot
It's written in the notebook if you forgot
It's a love letter
I used to hate math, used to love letters
They had me in the class with the dumb nigga
This nigga come to class with an umbrella
Ditch school, daywalker, I'm a sun dweller
Until I met a Brother Mike, he said, "Young fella
Everybody dies, some write poems"
So I raised my right arm and I said, "Right on"
Put my name on that don't give no fuck list
America's own nigga you can't trust list
I got a SIG Sauer called MC Hammer
I got a chain on now called You Can't Touch This
I said I gotta figure out a huh?
Gotta figure out a way to get this money by tomorrow
If you know me, it ain't funny anymore
If you owe me, ain't no running anymore
Oh, life will be
Just you believe in you
Put on that full armor
Learned that from my mama, she said
Oh, life will be (Life will be)
Just you believe in you (Just you believe in)
Separate the waters
It's a fleet of ocean liners star-side
Shake it for Star Line
Work it for Star Line
Shake it for Star Line
Work it for Star Line
Shake it for Star Line
Work it for Star Line
Work it for Star Line
And we back
Look, Mama, I seen a star
Big and pretty and it ain't that far
Bright and bold and Black like me
And it's right in the mirror, I'm shining hard
The last time that my check got commas
My whips got horses, my chains got blinders
Teachers got laptops, the kids got binders
Celebrity barber, my stars all lined up
Three went platinum, the one went diamond
I had a F-minus, but that's behind us
My pen on paper worth millions of dollars
Shout out to the fact that they still ain't signed us
No contract, no fine print
No lease, no co-signment
I emptied the safe for a case, I ain't never been broken
But you don't know how broke I been
Tell me how can you now afford to file divorce?
The child support, the back door, take the trial to court
Either I'm the best or these times is good
There's only two reasons this shit could rhyme this good
Heavy is the crown, I'm ahead my time
I left breadcrumbs when I read my rhymes
So if I catch a red dot to the dome
They'll find me with a note on my head saying, "You read my mind"
The pen gon' flow, God, I'm your vessel
Now bless my soul, God, we gon' wrestle
The writings on the wall, baby, it's a fresco
It's a death note, it's a manifesto
Oh, life will be (And we back)
Just you believe in you
Put on that full armor
Learned that from my mama, she said
Oh, life will be (Life will be)
Just you believe in you (Just you believe in)
Separate the waters
It's a fleet of ocean liners star-side
Life will be
Just you believe in you
Oh, life will be
All of us have something to say
But some are never heard
Over seven years ago, the people of Watts stood together and demanded to be heard
For over six hours, the audience heard, felt, sang, danced, and shouted the living word
In a soulful expression of the black experience
