(You’re working hard for the dough)
But time seem to go slow
Busting your ass to go from an amateur to a pro
Low-budget feeling inside, no more can you score
Bad and the good fighting inside just like a war
Slavery laid a foundation for my nation centuries
Before, final call’ll be the New World Order
2K’s on its way, no time for play
So I pray to God, got me on a path of righteous ways
Even though I get stressed and frustrated
The best time for me to bless a rhyme, is put the pen through a test
Yeah, I want the riches, the missus on my side on a cold winter night
When it blizzard, and work magic like a grand wizard
Official, O.C. a two-syllable sound
Three-six-zero complete like the Earth is round
And on that note, keep hope alive, striving to rise
From the Inner soul seeing through the eyes of a Crow, you know?
Slow pace you walk for, It’s Only Right
Separate the cause from another man Far from Yours
Going for mines still, coming off a two-year hiatus
And, in that time, niggas bit my shit like alligators
It’s alright though, this rap shit is stress for us
It makes you feel you’re in a hallway robust with angel dust
Reality I wake up to
My old dad once told me, “How you live your life is all on you, son