Roc-A-Fella Records   The Imperial Skateboard P   Great Hova   Y'all already know what it is   C'mon! Yeah      So what if you flip a couple words, I could triple that in verse   Open your mind you see the circus in the sky   I'm Ringling Brothers, Barnum & Bailey with the pies   No matter how you slice it, I'm your mother****in' guy      And just like a B-Boy with 360 waves   Do the same with the pot, still come back beige   Whether right or southpaw, whether pot or a jar   Whip it around, it still comes back hard      So easily do I W-H-I-P   My repetition with riches will bring the kilo business   I got Creole C-O *******, for my *****s who slipped   Became prisoners, treats taped to the visitors      You already know what the business is   Unnecessary commissary, boy we live this ****   ****** wanna bring the '80s back   That's okay with me, that's where they made me at      Except I don't write on the wall   I write my name in the history books hustlin' in the hall   Nah, I don't spin on my head   I spin my work into pot so I can spend my bread      And I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it   I ain't talkin' about it, I'm livin' it   I'm gettin' it, straight gettin' it   G-g-get it boy      Don't waste your time fighting the life   Stay your course and you'll understand   Get it boy      This '87 state of mind that I'm in   In my prime, so for that time I'm Rakim   If it wasn't for the crime that I was in   But I wouldn't be the guy whose rhymes it is that I'm in      No pain, no profit   P, I'll repeat it to show you where the pot is   Cherry M3s with the top back   Red and green G's all on my hat      North Beach leathers, matchin' Gucci sweater   Gucci sneaks on to keep my outfit together   Whatever, hundred for the diamond chain   Can't you tell that I came from the dope game?      Blame Reagan for makin' me into a monster   Blame Oliver North and Iran-Contra   I ran contraband that they sponsored   Before this rhymin' stuff we was in concert      And I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it   I ain't talkin' about it, I'm livin' it   I'm gettin' it, straight gettin' it   G-g-get it boy      Don't waste your time fightin' the life   Stay your course and you'll understand   Get it boy      Push, money over broads you got it   **** Bush, chef, guess what I cooked   Baked a lot of bread and kept it off the books      Rock star, look   Way before the bars my picture was gettin' took   Feds, they like whack rappers   Try as they may they couldn't keep me on the hook      D.A. wanna indict me   'Cause fish scales in my veins like a Pisces   The Pyrex pot rolled up my sleeves   Turned one into two like a Siamese twin      When it end, I'ma stand as a man   Never dying on my knees, last of a dyin' breed   So let the champagne pop   I partied for a while now I'm back to the block      And I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it   I ain't talkin' about it, I'm livin' it   I'm gettin' it, straight gettin' it   G-g-get it boy      Don't waste your time fighting the life   Stay your course and you'll understand   Get it boy      Blue Magic, that's a brand name   Like Pepsi, that's a brand name   I stand behind it, I guarantee it, they know that   Even if they don't know me any more   Than they know th-th-the chairman of General Mills