That's close to when the beat drops to the rewind point
Streets is hip-hop and I'm hip-hop, so the streets is mine
It feels so good to be back where I belong
He probably did it to get some fame
What's up wit that cat Canibus, some played you out
(What)
Ballin' as long as you been livin', that's a long time
My niggas ain't tryin' to the hear that smooth shit you talk about
Trade O.E. for Henny, Colt 45 for champagne
And how you really from Canada and you been frontin' all this time
Then you dropped that garbage album and totally fucked it up
And niggas keep sleepin' and you keep coming back
You came up with that bullshit, some heads sucked it up
You should of known, when you did it
Hey
You hit a hot one in every city on the map
They had me locked down much too long
And how me and Wyclef, got together to set you up
(Yeah nigga, the jig is up nigga, huh ha, you know what I'm sayin')
(You know what I mean? Come get that shit, fuck)
I coulda told ya I knew your moms from the after-hours spot
The streets is where I belong
Then spit 'em word for word like you really a rap vet
I'm getting head from his new piece while 20 gang-bangers applaud
This LL you know how I get down
I coulda told the world, you get your lyrics from the Internet
For the locate point
The streets is where I belong
It feels so good to be back where I belong
On that note he said, "Yo L, you the man"
And you gotta have a squad, 'cuz running from def ain't safe
Some say, "L that's cool, but see times have changed"
Okay, alright, huh okay
I'm like a villain, I'm representing on my lyrics
The other night I was up at farmers, politician wit some bloods
LL Cool J and I did this to you
Been gone a long time, had a lot of shit on my mind
That gold shit is dead, niggas rock platinum chains
I hate to be responsible, for destroying your career
Mic still on my arm nigga, word up
(All that bullshit you was talking)
But is this really what you want?
About the life of a legend, and all the drama it brings
Extorting all these so called ballers wit big names
They had me locked down much too long
You know what I'm sayin'
You ain't gotta be on that all night, this the soundtrack
It feels so good to be back where I belong
(Don't mean shit, you finish now)
Niggas got red bandannas, and the grill in the range
I coulda told the world the way ya label hates your guts
I heard your second album, that shit is garbage too
You know better than the gat, but niggas still wanna clap
Yo, yeah, check it
I know you living good, but ain't no smile up on our face
As far as Canibus go, my man is hittin' his ex-broad
Hey hey
They had me locked down much too long
And force feed the world, even if they don't want to hear it
They had me locked down much too long
How you take metaphors from books and put 'em in your rhyme
Hard to stay hungry when your pockets are so fat
I said, "Peace, one love and drove off in the Lex Land"
A one-hit wonder, huh no wonder you disappeared
As I sip on some henny, and try to explain some things
When I used to be up in Canada with the dreads on a black block
Hey hey
But being the man I am, I tried to show ya mercy
Hey
It feels so good to be back where I belong
Both arms, I'ma get another one nigga
Why you didn't answer back correctly, fuck was that about?"
Hustling niggas found they way into the game
(I'm still the man nigga )
The streets is where I belong
I decided I don't want to reach my goal if it means losing my shine
(The vanguard award is in my motherfuckin' living room)
The streets is where I belong
Before you dick rode lost boyz for a ticket our to Jersey
And how he gave me half your budget, don't believe me look it up
And ever since the X's and the jiggas came out
Ya A and R promotion niggas, they helped me hook it up
They told me, "Yo L, in the streets you ain't gettin' no love
