Intro   Aww, yes how you do today   My name is N.O.R.E, that's pronounced nore.    Here on behalf of thugged out militainment.    I'm here to see the president of the record label   I believe his name is Mr.Isenhawk.    I been out here quite some time.   So, aww can you let him know I been waiting.   And aww can he please hurry his ass up before I bounce you undadig!      Chorus   So whats the matter Mr. CEOOOO   You can't look in my face and feel my pain yooo   Shit give a hood nigga a chance, a nigga won't rob you, plus a nigga ain't gone dance.    So whats the matter Mr. CEOOOO   You can't look in my face and feel my pain yooo   shit give a hood nigga a chance, a nigga won't rob you, plus a nigga ain't gone dance.      Verse1   Ayo nigga through in the key and let the engine spark   Yo I love the rap game, hate the buiness part   An give a hood nigga a chance, that's what they won't do   Cause I stay up in the office, with the toast too!   An shit fuck a check, I rather cash   And you know I shoot niggaz, don't bring up the past   But I just came home,and ain't leaving alone   Give a nigga one chance, im a have the shit sown   I'm a hard worker, i don't need no handout   I opportunity and im a expand out   It's militainment, military entertainment   Brand new hot shit nobody with   So invest your cheese,and pay this thug   We belong on uncut, not midnight love   So just make sure our contract ain't slim   And then I'm ready nigga, yo where do I sign      Chorus      Verse2   My pain ain't for eyes, stress rhymes   Exchange to a lot of gunz and buiness, best times   To the CEO, im basically saying   My life switching, digging out   Spitting for niggaz the same route   Ladies too, I went the game route   Respect what we came for, press support   I guarantee we x these niggaz name out   All I ask is my own ar's   Marly marl, wise and shawn   Truthfully we got our own staff   The hands on experience, advance that executive paper   Stay in the streets we set for greater things   Whatever in the bank, bank on it   Royalty time we thank each other   Arrogant photo's we tear it down   Bang them on billboards to skane   Streets imagine, business of rap   You can sit and laugh nigga   Who done caked up, you flagrant as shit motherfucker      Chorus      Verse 3   Yo let me holla at you ceo, a.r and president   Give me a minute, here me out ain't no disrespect   Let me speck my peace, we got a ill click of niggaz   Now we got producers with beats   We already to put shit down in the streets   Been hustling to long,we need a new way to eat   And I'm mad at your whole roster dog, must of them niggaz is weak   The rest of them are imposters dog, i know muse and maze will bring you plaque   I'm a hustler nigga the first day i finish my pack   Hit us with consignment and we'll bring it right back   We for real with this game,and we spit it like that   And since you worried about spending, we got a album ready done   So hold on niggaz here we come   Running through every burb, hood, every slum   Niggas don't won't none thugged out      Chorus      Verse 4   Do I look like the type who like to dance in club   I like to stack cash, my son need to know this is his dad   Mother may I take one step into the game   The streets know my name   The fame I had it before, when i approach my lifestyle, more potent than dope   I write it real for the world, hate the industry rope   I'm thugged out golden nugget with blood in a bucket   We from the hood were these snakes, when you spit they try an d dub it   I got a european attitude and ready for russia   My hot flow, will leave canada dry, you ask me why   Most rappers spitting you lie's, just to make you buy   Unitied states, im like a piece of the puzzle   I got to hustle   Like I'm a south american   Sell you album's in bundle's   So let me live it up, and let the streets follow my story   And much respect to the artist who done, done it   Before me so it's my time to sell records and taking the glory