It's everything we know You gotta be loud You gotta be rude So the world can hear you You gotta be crass You gotta be cold Turn it up, turn it up now

These niggas'll change on you I can't keep count of how many times I done watched them change on me Now they hate everything I do I can’t help but win, I’m a winner, nigga, you changed on me All I'm hearing is Jimmy want my shit to flop Dre don't care if

Now this is all that we have left You were supposed to save me From myself The wall that I have built to keep you out is starting to rust Because everything around me just reminds me of us. I am an addict for dramatic, black hair and pale skin. Yet I'm

Everything hit Smoking I got a permanent cough Popping them pills again Used to think you was my dawg, now you are not my friend Turn myself into a boss, I was born to win Still know how to handle a loss Me and Metro going in All my songs hits All my

Don't want to talk about politics Don't preach or talk about politics Don't let me talk about politics Don't give a shit about politics You want to sleep with him to get to who you need to know Its in religion, sex, and everything we do and say I look

Lock and load your gun, where I'm from, the Third World son Been to many places but I'm Third world-born Guerrillas hit and run where I'm from: the Third World son You polluted everything, and now the Third World's gone The waters poisoned where I'm from

Not everything is always black or white Sometimes we're living in the gray Living in the gray You got something to say? Should I wait and listen? Sounds unfocused to me, and your heart is missing Cold, stubborn, and so vain, With every breath you're

These streets aren't paved with gold Don't believe everything that you're told Deception hides in all you see Corruption hangs in the air that you breathe And in the land of the free You know nothing comes for free These colours don't run, Like colours

Damn, here we go again Everything I'm not, made me everything I am People talkin' shit, but when the shit hit the fan Everybody sayin' what's not for him Common passed on this beat I made it to a jam Now everything I'm not, made me everything I am I'll

This shit is not random This is the anthem Told the world I need everything and some, yeah Two girls that's a tandem Got it all, yeah I'm young, rich, and handsome She gon' do it all for me when them bands come She gon' do all it for me when them bands