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Yeah!
What up, Funk?
Lord Jaz! (Uh, uh, uh)
Yeah, Chi-Town, Rise, what up? (Hold tight)
Yeah!
Yeah, it's to love us, homie
We love y'all like that
Y'all love us
It's not like the way it seems, homie (Yeah)
Funkmaster, get 'em (Yeah)
Yeah, you see me, right? (Right)
Pushin' a Beamer white (White)
But y'all don't know what my life is really like (You don't know that)
For years I've been told, man, your flow is airtight (Airtight)
Niggas lookin' up to me, I'm like, "Yeah, right" (Yeah, right)
Yeah, they call us legends (Legends), I don't really know
Maybe if they can judge us off how shit really go (Really go)
Don't get me wrong, my money's fuckin' real (It's fuckin' real)
Y'all don't know what we had to do to get it
Every bullshit show, we did it
For a little bit of ass and money (Yeah)
And we still had to split it
Yeah, we did it more because we love hip-hop (Hip-hop)
On the road, gettin' pulled over by crooked-ass cops
Chicks that we met on the road and might've fucked
Called back a week later, claimin' they pregnant (What?)
Thank God for good lawyers (Uh)
Thank Ma for teachin' me about a dollar (Dollar)
Thank God for marijuana (Woo)
Nah, man
This game ain't all it's cracked up to be, homie
I'm tellin' you
You don't know what we had to go through in this shit
Don't do what we do
Go be a doctor, be a lawyer or somethin'
Do somethin' else
We came up hard in the game, man
Early '90s, golden era, they call it that
We had a lot of fun, man, but it's not like the way it seems
Let me explain it to y'all the best way I can
I'm not that Superman (Uh-uh) that you think I am (You fuckin' think)
My kryptonite is life, we all go through stages (All of us)
Mine sometimes just happen to be on pages
I love entertainin', it calms all my rages
And takes me 'cross the world to many different places
Sometimes I feel I hit the jackpot in Vegas
Got cars and homes, the lifestyle's outrageous
But what y'all don't know is that I go through these phases
And when I feel down, I just think about them faces (I think)
I'm still overwhelmed (Uh-huh) and still in amazement (Yes)
And to those who hope we made it, y'all probably now hatin'
That's how it go (That's how it is), that's
Just the rules of engagement (That's the rules)
To love you is to hate you until you find replacements
To know me is to love me, that's what I
Write in the pavement (In the pavement)
And just bein' happy is all I ask for in payment
[Outro: Funkmaster Flex & (Sample)
You know what, man?
I love hip-hop, right?
But hip-hop act like it don't love us sometimes, man
Like, this the only genre of music that
Love to hate the people that paved the way
Like, rock music don't do that
Now hip-hop artists are rock stars
This is the only music, man
Where it's like, we want 'em to win
But we want 'em to lose at the same time
Hip-hop, I love it
The things it take me through, huh
The things that I do for it, hip-hop
It's a love and hate relationship, hip-hop
Lords of the Underground, hip-hop
(To love you)
(To love you)
(To love you)
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