Gotta Go

Hey. Uh, yeah. Come on, again. Yeah, Guilty Simpson in here. Listen. Hey, this style you should covet. Rugged. I'm raw, hotter than broil, Put on your oven. You need me? Check your budget. It's necessary. Nothing short of legendary. Michigan where the weather varies. It rains while the sun shines. When you die of gun crime, you a punchline. The pot called the kettle black, and the kettle Got a gun to settle that. Way before I read or rap, treading that water That would drown most. Where they victimize out of Town folks. Now you understand the reason I don't Joke. I can quote many words of wisdom that Was given to me, but it wasn't sitting with Me 'til my up was down, though. Welcome to the clown show, where your worst enemies Are still brown-nose, and follow where the crowd Goes. Trying to infiltrate, we won't allow it, Though. All the fakeness has gotta go, Gotta go. Under the rain clouds, We still shine 'cause what's real can't fade Tonight. All of the fakeness gotta go, Gotta go. Under the rain clouds, We still shine 'cause what's real can't fade Tonight. All of the fakeness gotta go, Gotta go. Yeah, I'm from a small town right outside the City, yo. Been weaving through the traffic, creating New patterns. Anything inside the box we continue to Shatter. It's all outlook, really, just a thought And a breeze. Fake energy we recognize. It's in their eyes. The art of changing direction At the drop of a dime. Swift with it. My pen hand nice with dice Rolls. Peace to the gods, hash pipes, And sound bowls. Urban corner profits, Fast money, and truths sold. You know the balance, street wisdom and book smarts. Watch for the jukes, acknowledge the stars' Alignment. Heavy jewels, crown tilted, And fly kicks. Gold in that mold, top of The totem pole. All the seeds still grow, All the codes still flow. Line 'em up, watch 'em drop like dominoes. Yeah, respect to the real, the fake gots to Go. Under the rain clouds, we still shine 'cause What's real can't fade tonight. All of the fakeness gotta go, gotta go. Under the rain clouds, we still shine 'cause what's Real can't fade tonight. All of the fakeness gotta go, gotta go. Under the rain clouds, we still shine 'cause what's Real can't fade tonight. Under the rain clouds, Still Shine.