Lyrics:

Ah, MS, Lupe, you know, I'm a fan, man, I'm a real fan
Gonna somebody
Feel real honored to be up in here, you know what I'm saying?
Gonna be someone
They had to bring out the expensive mics for this one
You know what I'm saying? The $7,000 headphones for this one here, you know what I'm saying?
Come on, talk to me
This is a story of them against us
Win or lose
Forcing your feet into someone else's shoes
Everybody's got something to say
That we ought to live their way
What we're doing's not okay
In this world, everybody's got a chip on both sides of their neck
Got no respect
Wait up a sec
You ever feel like the pressure's too much to take?
Too much weight?
Ladies and gentlemen, if anybody can hear me right now, please shout back
We're not the only ones feeling so trapped in the dream of somebody else
In fact, they got their heads full of some overblown scheme
Opportunity they missed back when they were 16
And all they want to do is push you to be that
And all you want to do is scream back
For anybody telling me I can't
For anyone who told me I had no chance
I'm telling you the time has come like that
And maybe you'll get it when I'm finally done
We don't sleep to dream
We sleep to build stamina
Energy to do our thing
Get your camera
Cause this ride is about to begin
Sit down and buckle it in
Let me say it again
In this world, everybody's got a chip on both sides of their neck
Got no respect
Wait up a sec
When I was young, they said the odds of making it were slim to none
Ladies and fuck it
I'm tired of them saying the dream you have doesn't exist
Telling you you're worthless
Saying you should quit
Basically telling you that you'll never be shit
Really they're pissed cause they'll never achieve
Some opportunity they missed back when they were 16
And all they want to do is push you to be that
And all you want to do is scream back
Uh, they're gone think you're crazy, mumbling to yourself
In the basement all day
Uh-uh-uh, into yourself
My pops didn't dig it, was shoveling to myself
My boys used to get it, they dug it because they felt
My undertaking took me, I was making it myself
A wealth of rhymes of crazy, I would chuck it to myself
Then they went into the mental Rolodex
See I knew him by heart, like a brain in my chest, and I
took him to school where subjects was getting felt
Books under my seat, no book laying on my desk
My teachers like Mr. Jaco
Yes
With all that knowledge, you ain't trying to go to college
Be a lawyer or a doctor, get a whole lot of dollars
Rather degrade women and glorify violence
Well the work that works for me might not work for you
No homework I got work to do
For anybody telling me I can't
For anyone who told me I had no chance
I'm telling you the time has come like that
Maybe you'll get it when I'm finally done
I'm finally done
Yeah, this one goes out
to those fantastic human beings that keep us down and hold us back
Give us fuel for what we do
Thanks!