[Intro: Phonte]
Woo~! Uhh, Illmind; aiyyo man
I don't know what the $#&@ they thought this was gon' be y'knahmsayin but

It's like, it's like y'knahmsayin
When you be sittin back listenin to %#@! like this
Y'know you start takin inventory

Like I know ^!$$%z is boppin and %#@! I know ^!$$%z is feelin it but like yo
This is what I been through in the past year
This is where I'm at with my %#@! now, yo listen


[Phonte:]
I used to do it for the fans

'Til I realized that they'd never understand
What I was feelin as a man, fickle as Trav' Bickle
They either hatin you or they they'll stand

Then I said I'd do it for my fam
'Til I realized that they didn't give a damn
I stepped out of they comfort zone

Now I can't step, can't step inside my mother's home
Situation so nuts
So much for tryin to be a man

Then I said I'd do it for the props
'Til I realized that the props always seem to stop
When ^!$$%z can't keep you all to theyself

Take you home, put you in they little box
Then I said I'd do it for my city
'Til I realized that I shoulda been warned

I stepped inside the ring, rockin my best apparel
Ma, I own the sparrow, but this torero
Couldn't take the bull city by the horns

So now I'm back on my me %#@!
Cause me and my team gon' make it do what it do
Had a long hard talk with my ^!$$% Jazzy Jeff

He said, "$#&@ 'em 'Te, do it for you! "
So I'm doin it to
Lay up, lay back, in my room with a view

Wanna handle my biz on the low, keep it respectable
Make my music, keep it professional
I know you hate it, what the $#&@ else is new?


[Chorus:]
Oh - they say it's in the music

People turn they backs and your friends won't do %#@!
Feel like a ^!$$% can't win for losing
But they still can't stop the movement

Hey! They say it's in the music
People turn they backs and your friends won't do %#@!
Feel like a ^!$$% can't win for losing

But they still can't stop the stop
They can't stop the stop
They can't stop the - oh!


[Rapper Big Pooh:]
I had to sit and $$#ess

Why all my favorite groups is a mess
Then I'm like they probably split for the best
They had to make room for the rest

Now we on the brink of success
^!$$%z gettin praised by the press
^!$$%z gettin backed by Qwest, LB is the new conquest

Throwback sound that's fresh, oh yes!
Everybody's hitched to the wagon, best kept secret
Somebody leaked it, inked with a major

Watch how they freak it, gotta show the people we can keep it - tight
Deep down though felt somethin wasn't right
Gotta keep pushin despite

That everybody changed overnight
When them numbers came back light
Now we outta mind, outta sight

Me and 'Te still doin it RIGHT~!

[Chorus]


[Outro:]
Yeah! The great Sam Cooke sang to the world

"A change is gon' come"
I believe a change is here
The change is right now
I wanna give a shout out, to my people that, helped me weather the storm
Y'knahmsayin, my man Pretty Tony, Uncle Joc, O-Dash

We ride together forever my ^!$$%z
Yeah... [fades out]