[DJ Premier]   Aiyyo, what the FUCK is this shit that y'all are listenin to   nowadays on the radio man? You call that shit hip-hop?   THAT'S SOME FAGGOT BITCH SHIT Y'ALL ARE LISTENIN TO!   All you DJ's are lettin the program directors handcuff you   and sit there and tell you how to mix?! YOU FUCKIN ROBOTS!   FUCK Y'ALL!!!      [Guru]   Real talk, serious thoughts   True and livin with a youthful vengeance, yo      [Primo: "Trust me, I'm as live as it gets"]      [Guru]   At times I feel like my back's against the wall   And if y'all ain't with me, then it's me against y'all   I stand my ground, that's what I was taught   While others stand around, I hold it down like a fort   In the midst of war, I find peace within   Run, lock your doors, don't let the beast get in   The mind is a terrible thing to waste   I show love cause it's a terrible thing to hate   Of course I want money, but I won't compromise   Y'all don't realize, think I won't bomb you guys?   With the truth nigga, stop misleadin the youth nigga   Too many wakes and funerals, that's the proof nigga   Our hood's in danger, kids need guidance   You keep lyin, still the young keep dyin   As I walk through the valley I fear none, yes I'm the chairman   Here with my nigga Premier son   And we came to change the game   We represent the pain that's real talk, what's y'all claim to fame?   Rappers simply tracin flows and chasin hoes   Frontin mad hard, that shit's amazin yo   Producers makin Tinkerbell beats for them to rhyme on   Their ass if they get on the same stage that I'm on   Our shit be rugged, like the New York streets   Make the wrong move stupid then you lose your seat   Cats be buyin up SoundScans to beef up sales   Niggaz wanna crossover, wanna be upscale   Fuck that, that ain't hip-hop, that's somethin else   You're better off back on the ave doin somethin else   All you suckers claimin that you are, thug or gangsta   You disrespect the game by dry-snitchin you prankster   I thank y'all for makin more room for us, uhh   Ashes to dust you wonder who's to trust   My sense of self, and my mental health   is much more powerful, than any hint of wealth   A lot of niggaz get cash, and collect Mercedes   But neglect their ladies, and forget their babies   Then the chicks turn and act like dudes   Cause they reflect our light, so yo act right fool   And this is just a piece of my mind, a thesis of mine   I'ma make moves and I'ma leave you behind   At times I feel like my back's against the wall   And if y'all ain't with me, then it's me against y'all   I stand my ground, that's what I was taught   While others stand around, I hold it down like a fort   In the midst of war, I find peace within   Run, lock your doors, don't let the beast get in   The mind is a terrible thing to waste   I show love cause it's a terrible thing to hate      [Primo: "Trust me, I'm as live as it gets"]   ["My flow is like.." ".. as live as it gets"]      [Primo: "Trust me, I'm as live as it gets"]   [Primo: "Trust me, I'm as live.."]   ["My flow is like.." ".. as live as it gets"]