(feat. Dwele)

Louder, louder, louder, louder, louder, louder

louder, louder, Yeah
[Repeat]


Yeah, it's for the People

[Verse 1:]

This is street ra-dio, for unsung heroes
Ridin in they regal, tryin to stay legal
My daughter found Nemo, I found the new primo

Yeah you know how we do, we do it for the people
And the struggles of the brothas and the folks
With lovers under dope, experiment to discover hopes

Scuffle for notes, the rougher I wrote, times were harder
Went from rocky starter to a voice of a martyr
Why white folks focus on dogs and yoga

While people on the low end tryin to ball and get over
Lyrics are like liquor for the fallen soldiers
From the bounce to the ounce, its all our culture

Everyday we hustlin, tryna get them custom rims
Law we ain't trustin them, thick broads we lust in them
Sick and tired of bunchin it, I look on the bus at them

When I see them struggling, I think how I'm touchin them
The People


[Chorus:]
The day, has come
Now we, are one

Just take, your time
And then, you'll find


[Verse 2:]
This is street ra-dio, for unsung heroes
Ridin in they regal, tryin to stay legal

My daughter found Nemo, I found the new primo
Yeah you know how we do, we do it for the people
The people said that I was sharp on TV

At the Grammy's, though they tried to India.Arie me
Got back stage, and I bumped into Stevie
He said no matter what, the people gone see me

Can't leave rap alone the streets need me
Hunger in they eyes, is what seems to feed me
Inside peace mixed with beast seem to breed me

Nobody believe, until I believe me
Now I'm on the rise doin business with my guys
Visions realize, music affected lives

A gift from the skies, to be recognize
I'm keeping my eyes on the people, that's the prize


[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]

This is street ra-dio, for unsung heroes
Ridin in they regal, tryin to stay legal
My daughter found Nemo, I found the new primo

Yeah you know how we do, we do it for the people
From Englewood to a single hood in Botswana
I see the I in We my ^!$$%, yours is my drama

Standin in front of the judge with no honor
Barack stick, knight the people like Obama
The karma of the streets is needs and takes

Sometimes we find peace in beats and breaks
Put the bang in the back so the seats can shake
Rebel Cadillac music for the people sake

The People

[Chorus]