[Intro] Freedom or jail, clips inserted A babys being born same time a man is murdered The beginning and end, as far as rap goes Its only natural, I explain my plateau And also what defines my name [Hook] Long live the idols, may they never be your enemies May the ones I look up to someday be friends of me 3 Years now still strong with the pen No I.D. on the track. Let the remix begin [Verse] I give God the credit, also give it to my idols. Eazy was like Jesus, Xzibit was the bible My first mixtape would be the brand new Tical and I would tower over everyone just like Eiffel I wanted to leave people breathless. I was left the same way when I heard Restless I chose to kill tracks original or remixes with a few accomplices and have the world be the witness Talk about those both in rags and riches, my love for the music, my pain and my wishes The love from my mom and the hate from my father, pointless racism and mindless slaughter Stay true to myself no matter the outcome and try to be the new hiphop Malcolm Give sermons as Im learning, promote common sense and have those I praise return the compliments I tried, but sometimes I got distracted. I remember theres been times when I acted Exactly like rappers I loathe and wont crown. Id look in the mirror like, I let Xzibit down. I remember back when I was new to this. I looked up to both Xs, Del and Ludacris. Chuck, Nas, Big, Pun, Cube and Yell. But if they saw my work, would they say Im doing well? Cause a few I looked up to became real stale. I guess its all good. They getting paid as hell I used to strive to be wise like Ye and Hova but they dun sold out about a hundred times over Forgive me for Stuntmen, Barcode and F.A.N. Know, for the most part, thats not who I am What U See Is What U Get is still my anthem. Youre one of the few who doesnt hold rap for ransom So I recite Paparazzi to remind me of who I need to not be I dont ever think they forgot me and if they do, just think Kulprit got me. Long live the idols, may they never be your enemies May the ones I look up to someday be friends of me Gotta be a bit stronger with the pen No I.D. on the track. Let the remix end
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