"Get ‘em high like noon or the moon
or a room filled with smoke, a hype filled with dope
y’all assumed I was doomed, out of tune
but I still filled the notes with real nigga quotes
real rappers is hard to find, like a remote
control rap is out of
used to, but still got love
that’s why I abuse you who are not thugs
rock clubs, it’s like Tiger
woods in the hood, to have my own reality show, called “Soul Survivor”
I stole on liver, niggas than you
you’s a bitch I got ones that are thicker than you
how could I ever let your words affect me
they say Hip-Hop is dead, I’m here to resurrect me
Marsha’s too sexy to even make songs like these
that’s why the raw don’t know your name, like Alicia Keys
too many featured emcees, and pro-ducers is popular
twelve thousand spins, nobody got to coppin’ a
album, how come, you the hot garbage of
the year’s clear your image and snooped up
label got you souped up, tellin’ you you sick
when you a dick with a loose nut…
video hard to watch like Medusa…
even your club record need a booster…
chimped up, with a pimp cup, illiterate nigga
read the infra-red across your head, I’m bred king like Simba
bolder than Denver, I ain’t a Madd Rapper
just an emcee with a temper
you dancing for money like Honey, I did this my way
so when the industry crash, I survive like Kanye
spittin’ through wires and fires, emcees retirin’
got your hands up, get them motherfuckers higher then.”

Common’s comeback verse that led to “BE.”
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