(Intro)
You ever remember them nights when you was a lil kid in yo' room? Just wondering you know... You remember them days? I remember them days... Them long nights... (Huh) Feel me...

1st Verse
Only thing I ever wondered, was am I good enough to make it
I'm talkin' a daily basis, feelin like these rappers fakin'
but I ain't them and they ain't me glad that I cleared that I up
back in the day I was the freshest dressed, now I don't give a fuck
what I wear in public cuz the inside's what matters
in the lab right now, wife beater and sandles,
gym shorts, fuck that he-say she-say I go straight to the source
back yard front porch, scott storch white boy, tongue torch rhymes hot
still could speed it up and do a similar style that busta rhymes got
now days people quick to point a finger
instead of look in the mirror to see they own vision clearer
Lord forgive me I'm a sinner hypocritical at times,
the typical human mind, please make me one of a kind
different than other people, just say what's real take it how you wanna
soldiers and cowards gotta die, so do what you gonna

(Hook)

(2nd Verse)
I can't stop anybody from what they wanna do
wise words to wise people and fools, neither can you
unless it's to me or my family then I can
and I will .. I be damned,
If I let somebody harm or kill, anybody I truly love
talk about haters so much cuz I'm representing love
I wouldn't tell you the truth if I didn't love you
wise words of malcolm X, but dear jews christians and muslims
cuz it's only one God, most prophets are frauds
all the want is profits cuz these days a profit fulfils a prophecy
I'm talkin' the profit you put in ya pocket not a prophet given to us n sent down by the alpha DOG
I'm talkin' GOD , but do you wanna hears what's on my mind
if not you can cut off, like I ain't seen the light or day or heard a voice that's fake
hellen keller ass MF, blind and deaf to every Fkin thang..
that go on around you cuz your face glud to the tv screen

(Hook)

(3rd Verse)
there's way more to people than the public Eye could ever see.
or they could ever write a newspaper so stop with all a that negativity
the judges are unfairly sentencing, cops plantin drugs now.
so if you a regular citizen you menacing
I'm finishing what the daily departed started..
them ultimite artists, that give you chills when they start talkin
but all I can remember is writing about how nothin' make sense
commercials of kids starving on TV, why don't the president pass a bill to feed them
instead of send soldiers across the seas to get killed, and kill
protecting people over there, when we don't the protect people here
drug dealers swear they down for the cause, til they get a run in wit them laws
then they start runnin' them jaws, then run right back n tell fraud'nem
the white philosopher what bra man said and bra man say what he said
then that repressed desire turns into harsh reality from a nightmare
in the night air, I can see it in yo' face yo face you quite scared,
you should be able to see the truth, if you just remember them nights there..

(Hook)