[INTRO]

There have been moments where I have dreamed of success. There have been

brief very brief periods when I have conjoured up rememberances which

the use of reason of the a later epic assures me could have reference only

to that condition of seeming unconsciousness. These shadows of memories

tell indistinctly of tall figures that lifted and bored me in silence

down down still down.

[Odario] {Spitz}

I never was inspired to do a damn thing

'Til the day I was hired to work a little something {yeah}

I took my money and I played the rap game

Everybody in doubt said I wouldn't amount to nothing {word up}

Fingers crossed

My mama still buggin' about the money I lost

And the critics still judging

Without a spirit, set out to go get it

Got to reach for the sky

Got to make a track bumpin'

So I straighten my eye at the prize

And wipe my hands so I see clear and understand

To be the man, you got to beat the man

I be pursuing that, thinking of a master plan

Broken scheme and promises

Steady losses prepared for days like this

I reminise, I reminise

The hip-hop news

We got to maintain, contain your P's and Q's

We see the knowledge not provided in college

Live the course, dream to be the top dollar

Promoters call us, but don't pay us

Everyday, everyday they delay us

They higher than the Himalayas

Never, ever getting near us

'Cause they problem is they fear us doing this for years

The night time new moon rise high

Tranquilling your mind

And to help us find

{How many moons?} How many moons from what you looking for?

Originate, black crowd was a Theodore

Regulate, rhyme until my mind is sore

Hip-hop, that's