If I was to sit down and actually write out a list   Of the MCs that missed it would be the constitution   They play their caps backwards still saying wack words   No power to durhust just a few yes men      Raising the question of who gave you a contract   They should be fired you're officially retired      I see you make a little cash and start showing your ass   You get laced up with jewels your crews acting like fools   Playing hard rock surrounded by body guards   Hoping no one pulls your cord you got me laughing pretty hard      Thinking you're the white hot man of the hour   But you just cant figure how your flavor went sour   Back in 89 PE fought the power and in 86 Big Daddy Kane was raw      And I was right there on the first floor of the Palladium   You never played a venue local college or a stadium   A young boys fiddin' pad fad is now a grown mans profession   To earn this is a blessing      This skills have me guessing learn 'cause I'm testing   Follow this down no question, no doubt check it out      You be either rhyming in code or on some gangster node   You all clockwork apocalypse you about to implode   Collapsing on yourself 'cause your whole foundation is   Built on lies don't apologize      'Cause once they watch you rise they wanna watch you fall   And they'll all take a piece just like the Berlin wall   And place it on their mantle like a souvenir   And what they call a knick-knack is really your career      You ain't promise nothing but a pocket full of stress   Still there be people that would die for less   You ain't promise nothing but a heart full of sorrow   If they don't like the demo make a new one tomorrow      You ain't promise nothing but a pocket full of stress   Still there be people that would die for less   You ain't promise nothing but a heart full of sorrow   If they don't like the demo make a new one tomorrow      When it's time to rise I'll open the archives   When you be in dreams you got 85's   Chrome down with the leather package   You got a home of your own, you're holding acres      I got it made, season tickets to the Knickers and the Lakers   Playing both coasts closed and European festivals   Crowd scream decibels, Crowd scream decibels   In your ear you wanna make rapping your career      From Arkansas to Minnesota I sell out the quota   I be the wet dream making cream for promoters   We keep the sh*t right we don't be starting no fights   And he wont hold out my dough 'cause I'm a put out his lights      And once the crew hits the stage the crowd gets involved   We show love they show it back all problems solved   You can boom shalock and jump to the sounds I pump   But I ain't quitting till I'm shitting on Donald Trump      So take heed to the verses and styles and versions   When you socialize with other MCs   And boast your rhymes to company enemies   And in any cases that feel is what you want      [Incomprehensible]   She want to make money, money and take every honey   Rap charges ain't funny but it boost your career   Your penile style is now hanging from a tier      Now you wanna know fear to impress your peers   Now your ass outta here the rap game goes on      You ain't promise nothing but a pocket full of stress   Still there be people that would die for less   You ain't promise nothing but a heart full of sorrow   If they don't like the demo make a new one tomorrow      You ain't promise nothing but a pocket full of stress   Still there be people that would die for less   You ain't promise nothing but a heart full of sorrow   If they don't like the demo make a new one tomorrow