Lyrics:

(Yeah!) We all bleed the same blood(Yeah!) And we beat on the same drum(Yeah!) It''s not about where ya at(Yeah!) It''s about where you come fromAnd I''mma keep on thuggin'' ''til the day I die!(Yeah!) Oh yeah (Yeah!)(Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)Unstoppable, yo, Maino!Ran up in Atlantic, told ''em let me goSmack my A&R and grabbed him by his throatPlayin'' with my life''ll get you yellow-tapedRunnin'' in and out of church like I''m the yellow Ma$eAll-black fleet like when Obama get inMissiles aimed at yo'' building like Osama livin''''Fuck ''em all'' is what I''m screamin'' from that Mase'' seat(How About Some Hardcore) like it''s ''93Think deep, feel the pain in my homie''s faceAnd only then you''ll understand why my homies bangStrapped up, this is us, fuck a deal niggaGun boys be like ''Maino is a real nigga''Yeah, me and Bust bleed the same bloodHandcuffed to the bus, we the same thugsNever fear, just know that I''mma ride for yaAll black baby welcome to my mafia(Yeah!) We all bleed the same blood(Yeah!) And we beat on the same drum(Yeah!) It''s not about where ya at(Yeah!) It''s about where you come fromAnd I''mma keep on thuggin'' ''til the day I die!(Yeah!) Oh yeah (Yeah!)(Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)I gotta tell somebody yeahI''m passionate about gettin'' this moneyHandlin'' those that be plottin'' on takin'' it from meSome of these niggas forgot I be makin'' it funnyWe''re spendin'' like my fingers rotten then paper cut bloodyIn case you ain''t knowin'' we back dominatin'' the countryUntil I make these niggas black with the strength of a monkeyBalenciaga boss, bitch address me as MisterEat salmons and tortellini down at the Bella VistaWe move in silence bitch you better whisperAnd sizzle the street with the heat until it hella blisterSo much bottles, got ''em for every drinkerSo much head I be callin'' mami a heavy thinkerVictorious like a nigga conquered another nationBuyin'' bottles and drinkin'' to drown the sufferationCould give a fuck about your plan, watch how I handle thatIf it ain''t YMCMB or Conglomerate, cancel that!(Yeah!) We all bleed the same blood(Yeah!) And we beat on the same drum(Yeah!) It''s not about where ya at(Yeah!) It''s about where you come fromAnd I''mma keep on thuggin'' ''til the day I die!(Yeah!) Oh yeah (Yeah!)(Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)I gotta tell somebody, yeahSo inspirin'' when a nigga doubtLook around and see how niggas try to count me outOnly if niggas stepped in my shoes and took a walkAnd thought of shit I sacrificed I wouldn''t have to talkAnd I''m like a bitch''s blouse on a clotheslineAnd treatin'' how I stumbled on another goldmineWhile embracin'' what God be havin'' for meYou can never stop what is destined, I hope you''re happy for me