[Pele RR]
It was Two Thousand and Eight
Christmas Day
To be exact
When I sat down wit my pops to an empty plate and a old Hype Magazine
Knew right then what it had to be
Knew right then what he'd ask of me
Would this Hip Hop really pop could we really stop goin hungry off of one beat?
If this sh**'s hot an it really knocks then I can get a couple G's off of one beat
Houw, Ok he said well then my son you lead the way
We was goin in and out of court beleaguered every day
Mission creep, Mission creep
We was fatigued in every way
All Day, All Day
f** what anybody say
Tote dat AK 74 in green fatigues in broad day
All Day, All Day
Ask dat n***a what he paid
I was tryna make dis music but a movement was in sway
I'm a rebel, I'm a militant
Heavy on dat k**a sh**
Got a couple gats for the rats and the squeelin pigs
Papa lived a straight life, Mama told me pray at night
But it's the ANC that got me thinkin I should take life
Slow down??
Na they'll never see brake lights in the late night long as a n***a hate life
2 J's roll 'em up we gettin Baked Twice
Sippin Jameson and Sprite what my success tastes like!
[Hook: B.O.N.G]
Music from the soul
This is all I know
Ohh, from the City of Gold
Music from the soul
This is all I know oh oh oh