[Chorus]
Thank God for granting✦ me this moment✦ of clarity✦
This moment✦ of honesty✦
The world'll feel my truths
All through my Hard Knock Lifetime,✦ my Gift And A Curse
I gave you Volume✦ after✦ Volume✦ of my work
So you can feel my truths
I built The Dynasty✦ by being one of the realest✦ niggas✦ out
Way beyond a Reasonable✦ Doubt
Y'all can't fill my shoes
From my Blueprint✦ beginning✦ to that Black Album✦ ending✦
Listen✦ close, you'll hear what I'm about✦
Nigga,✦ feel my truths
[Verse 2]
Music✦ business hate me 'cause the industry ain't make me
Hustlers and boosters embrace me and the music✦ I be making✦
I dumbed✦ down for my audience and doubled my dollars
They criticize me for it, yet they all yell "Holla!"✦
If skills sold, truth be told – I'd probably be, lyrically, Talib Kweli
Truthfully, I wanna✦ rhyme like Common✦ Sense
But I did 5 mill' – I ain't been rhyming like Common✦ since (Woo!)
When your cents got that much in common✦
And you've been hustling since your inception✦
Fuck perception,✦ go with what makes✦ sense
Since I know what I'm up against
We as rappers must decide✦ what's most important
And I can't help the poor if I'm one of them
So I got rich and gave back, to me that's the win-win✦
So next time you see the homie and his rims spin
Just know my mind is working just like them (Rims, that is)
[Chorus]
Thank God for granting✦ me this moment✦ of clarity✦
This moment✦ of honesty✦
The world'll feel my truths
All through my Hard Knock Lifetime,✦ a Gift And A Curse
I gave you Volume✦ after✦ Volume✦ of my work
So you can feel my truths
I built The Dynasty✦ by being one of the realest✦ niggas✦ out
Way beyond a Reasonable✦ Doubt
Y'all can't fill my shoes
From my Blueprint✦ beginning✦ to that Black Album✦ ending✦
Listen✦ close, you'll hear what I'm about✦
Nigga,✦ feel my truths
[Verse 3]
My homie Sig' was on a tier where no tears should fall
'Cause he was on the block where no squares get off
See, in my inner✦ circle, all we do is ball
'Til we all got triangles on our wall
Ain't just rapping for the Platinum – y'all record,✦ I recall✦
'Cause I really✦ been there before✦ (Woo!)
Four scores✦ and seven✦ years ago✦
Prepared✦ the flow, prepared✦ for war
I should fear no man – you don't hear me though
These words ain't just paired✦ to go
In one ear, out the other✦ ear (No!) – no
Yo, my balls and my word is alls I have
What you gonna✦ do to me, nigga?✦ Scars'll scab
What, you gonna✦ box me, homie? I could dodge a jab
Three shots couldn't touch me, thank God for that
I'm strong enough✦ to carry✦ Biggie Smalls on my back (Sup, Big!)
And the whole BK, nigga,✦ holla✦ back! (C'mon)
[Chorus]
Thank God for granting✦ me this moment✦ of clarity✦
This moment✦ of honesty✦
The world'll feel my truths
All through my Hard Knock Lifetime,✦ a Gift And A Curse
I gave you Volume✦ after✦ Volume✦ of my work
So you can feel my truths
I built The Dynasty✦ by being one of the realest✦ niggas✦ out
Way beyond a Reasonable✦ Doubt
Y'all can't fill my shoes
From my Blueprint✦ beginning✦ to that Black Album✦ ending✦
Listen✦ close, you'll hear what I'm about✦
Nigga,✦ feel my truths