Yo, I bought a brand new album today   Decide to take it home kick off my shoes relax and play   And spin it for the whole joint 'cause I like to get the whole point   Music is everything to me and I refuse to rock the piece   'Cause you're my favorite emcee      All I want is what you would ask of me hi kwelity   And some Definition   Wonder why we bootleg like it's prohibition   It's difficult it's dismissing   I got suspicions that your ears to the streets where we're whispering   Are you listening?      I took your LP to DC, where some youngins   Gave me the LD on how it should be   Make sure the beat knock till the trunk pop   And everybody pause when you cruise down the block   Roll down your window and they ask what you playin'   But don't nobody care what you're sayin'   That's what they told me y'all      This is a message for our people chasing Benjamins   With real rhymes and skills they believing in   Keeping them bad tapes rolling like Michelin   It don't matter, 'cause niggaz ain't listening      They ain't listening, they thinkin' 'bout they Timbalands   They say the shit we talk about ain't interestin'   We got a better chance of blowing up in Switzerland   Holla if you hear it, 'cause niggaz ain't listening      Music was my sanctuary so I take a long listen   To hip hop living out my life in songs wishin'   My parents, I could get along with them   So I would go inside my room and dig deep inside the strong rhythms      Back when fresh was the word and raw was on prism   Marley on the boards, plus Kane was long livin'   G rap and A spittin' murderous   Bought long live the kane, sat down and learned every word of it      Sneakin' my walkman in the homeroom playin' it   Listen for punchlines delivery and cadences   But nowadays it's like niggaz wanna play with it   They hear some good shit but don't stop to savor it      Like one night we was out in my whip   With some broads just chillin', playin' demos and shit   Asked 'em how I sounded rockin' the mike   One chick told me all she listened to was beats, thank God for ninth      Trying to get pressed on vinyl 'cause muh'fuckers buy your CD   But turn around don't even know your song titles   Like track 2 is hot and track 6 is long   Ain't even listening, I'm hoping I get through to y'all      This is a message for our people chasing Benjamins   With real rhymes and skills they believing in   Keeping them bad tapes rolling like Michelin   It don't matter, 'cause niggaz ain't listening      They ain't listening, they thinkin' 'bout they Timbalands   They say the shit we talk about ain't interestin'   We got a better chance of blowing up in Switzerland   Holla if you hear it, 'cause niggaz ain't listening      Fly Motorola diploma style for ice niggaz   Asparagus rosemary chips for all my nice niggaz   We roll through niggaz masked in vengeance   U-Haul emcees chasing Brown Sugars      And you thought that it would never happen   Thought that it would never happen   My clever rappin' keeps my celery growing   Judy Jetson up in Elroy's, thought he was home      With the Gold Bond Armor-All fatigues on   Rosey in the pantry with Velma and Shaggy getting they lean on   He sweeter that a Whitney Hous' track hittin' them high notes   And Alex Keaton always frontin' like he high post      Screaming on Justine when he flippin' the script   Tony Danza left a playa celibate   Rippin' rhymes for the hell of it      Check all these bitches on my Soul Glow city   Walkin' 'round with Madagascar titties   Imported for my Cole Train leaves ya elephant niggaz   Yo peace Jovan, the sky be purple and orange      This is a message for our people chasing Benjamins   With real rhymes and skills they believing in   Keeping them bad tapes rolling like Michelin   It don't matter, 'cause niggaz ain't listening      They ain't listening, they thinkin' 'bout they Timbalands   They say the shit we talk about ain't interestin'   We got a better chance of blowing up in Switzerland   Holla if you hear it, 'cause niggaz ain't listening