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Yo, yeah, turn, yeah
Aight, after this particular, practice run
I'ma practice on both verses
After this, I want you to find a, a spot
That's closer to when the beat drops
For the rewind point for the locate point
So, we ain't gotta be on it all night, that
It's a soundtrack, uh! Yeah!
Check it, uh!
Okay, alright
Hmm, okay
The other night I was up on Farmers politicin' with some Bloods
They told me, "Yo L, in the streets you ain't gettin' no love
And ever since the X's and the Jiggas came out
My niggas ain't tryin' to hear that smooth shit you talk about
What's up with that cat Canibus? Son played you out
Why you ain't answer back correctly? Fuck was that about?"
As I sipped on some Henny and tried to explain some things
About the life of a legend, and all the drama it brings
Been gone a long time, had a lot of shit on my mind
I decided I don't wanna reach my goal if it means losin' my shine
Streets is hip-hop and I'm hip-hop, so the streets is mine
Ballin' as long as you been livin', that's a long time
Hard to stay hungry when your pockets are so fat
You hit a hot one, and every city on the map
And niggas keep sleepin', and you keep comin' back
You know better than a gat, but niggas still wanna clap
Said it feels so good, to be back where I belong
The streets is where I belong
They had me locked down much too long, hey, hey
It feels so good, to be back where I belong
The streets is where I belong
They had me locked down much too long, hey
Son said, "L that's cool but see times have changed
Niggas got red bandanas on the grill of the Range
That gold shit is dead, niggas rock platinum chains
Traded O.E. for Henny, Colt 45 for champagne
Hustlin' niggas found they way into the game
Extortin' all these so-called ballers with big names
And you gotta have a squad 'cause runnin' for delf' ain't safe
I know you livin' good but ain't no smiles up on our face"
I'm like, "I'm feelin' that," I represent it in my lyrics
And force feed the world, even if they don't wanna hear it
"And as far as Canibus go, my man's hittin' his ex-broad
I'm gettin' head from his new piece while 20 gangbangers applaud
You came out with that bullshit, some heads sucked it up
Then you dropped that garbage album and totally fucked it up
I coulda told you I knew your moms from the after-hour spot
When I used to be up in Canada with the dreads on the back block
Before you dick rode Lost Boyz for a ticket out to Jersey
But bein' the man I am, I tried to show you mercy
I coulda told the world the way your label hates your guts
And how me and Wyclef got together to set you up
And how he gave me half your budget, don't believe me? Look it up
Your A and R and promotion niggas, they helped me hook it up
I hate to be responsible for destroyin' your career
A one-hit wonder, huh, no wonder you disappeared
I coulda told the world you get your lyrics from the internet
Then spit 'em word for word like you really a rap vet
How you take metaphors from books and put 'em in your rhyme
And how you really from Canada and you been frontin' all this time
I heard your second album, that shit is garbage too
LL Cool J, and I did this to you"
On that note, he said, "Yo, L, you the man"
I said, "Peace, one love," and drove off in a Lex Land
Said it feels so good (yeah nigga, the jig is up)
To be back where I belong (you know what I'm sayin'
(That bullshit you was talkin' don't mean shit)
The streets is where I belong
They had me locked down much too long, hey, hey
It feels so good (I'm still the man, nigga)
To be back where I belong (the Vanguard Award is in my motherfuckin' livin' room, nigga)
The streets is where I belong (you
Know what I mean, come get that shit)
They had me locked down much too long, hey
Mic's still on my arm nigga, word up
Both arms, I'm gettin' another one, nigga
Know what I'm sayin', it's LL
You know how I get down, you shoulda known when you did it
You probably did it to get some fame or somethin' but
Is this really what you want?