This One's for Me歌词

Yo yo whassup ice man you look upset brother
Yo man, I got a lot of things on my mind man
But I dont know if I should put it on this record, yaknahmsayin?
Man go ahead and kick it man
Let the people know whats happenin man
You know brothers out there sellin out man
Why they goin out like that man?
Yo, sellin out like it aint nothin man
I aint with it
Dig it, Im just a brother from l.a.
South central, I live life the fly way
Used to bang and hustle but I traded for the big game
Infamy got dumped for fame
Now Im known and respect as creator of the crime rhyme;
But my lyrics are deeper
Because Im the one that makes you think before make a move
I wrote pusher, high rollers, and colors just to prove
That I could kick game, and drop knowledge at the same time
But one l.a. station wouldnt play my records one time
Im tryin to save my community
But these bourgeoise blacks keep on doggin me
They dont care about violence, drugs and gangs
Kjlh, you aint about nuttin
You just a bunch of punk bourgeoise black suckers
And this ones for me
You wont play no public enemy
You aint playin no boogie down productions
You aint tryin to represent the black community
You just carin about your little ol r&b +bull+
You play all day and night
I represent los angeles all over the united states
And you aint did nuttin for me
Think about it
Hold up, I aint finished on the diss tip
Theres a few more punks that I got to rip
All you c**** mcs who sell out quick
When p.e. was on the top, you rode the tip
But now they got problems and you suckers run
Whos chucks real friends, does he really have one?
You yell p.e. this, p.e. that
Fist in the air, proud to be black
Now they got static and you run like punks
I havent heard an mc stand up for him once
Maybe you suckers are just hopin that they fall off
So you can fill their shoes, nope sorry boss
Thats what the matter with black people anyway
We aint down with nothin, I dont care what you say
Yell or lie, dont even bother
How low will a brother go for a dollar?
Public enemy broke a new rap age
And now you rappers aint got nuttin to say?
Yo its their problemgriff shouldnta said it
E wheres my pistol? （yo Ill go get it）
Cause its time for me to enforce some discipline
Are you down or not, are you out or in?
Chuck flav and griff are my true friends
I got their backs if it means my career ends
All you so-called down mcs with public enemy
I aint heard nobody out there, tryin to help my man out
Youknowhatimsayin? griff is my man, I dont care what he said
Youknowhatimsayin? and I aint gon let them go out like that
Youknowhatimsayin? chuck, ice got your back
Anybody out there got problems with public enemy, come talk to me
Once again, Im back in the diss mode
I gotta speak my mind, its time to unload
On this so-called government weve got
If I lied like them, I think Id get shot
They sell drugs to kids and say its us
And when the cops are crooks, who can you trust?
You only see young brothers in a drug bust
Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust
My homey got a year for an ounce of ****
While bush sells weapons to the enemy
You gotta be stone blind not to see
Our government is honest! *****, please
******* cant be made in the united states
Kickin facts like this our government hates
The young kids on the streets aint the enemy
Theyre just ghetto youth after money
They sell drugs, but who sells drugs to them?
Try the c.i.a. my friend
Or the f.b.i. or even bush
Somebodys gettin rich, damn sure aint us
Were just killin ourselves while others laugh
Look at the street, its a ******* bloodbath
We gotta realize **** is pure death
Mess with drugs, youre breathin your last breath
Sellin drugs is straight up genocide
Theyre gonna laugh, while we all die
Sittin up there thinkin youre makin that money
Hustlin and all that, youre killin your brothers
Youknowhatimsayin? you just stupid, straight up stupid
Puttin **** into your body - cmon, youknowhatimsayin?
You gotta get somethin goin out there
Get some brains, youknowhatimsayin?
We are just playin ourselves cold out of the pocket
This ones for me, I make records for you
But this cut I straight out had to do
Theres topics in my mind I have to break
Cause so many of you out there are so damn fake
If ya aint know theyre no-one, cutthroats
Backstabbers, scheamin for banknotes
And all of you out there know what Im talkin bout
If you claim youre down then never sell-out
Never sell out, youknowhatimsayin?
You gotta stay down for yours
You know I want it, sure as Im ice-t
I make records for you, but this ones for me
You know what Im talkin bout out there
Theres ways to sell out left and right
But you aint got to do that
Theres things more important than money
Im talkin bout pride, Im talkin bout dignity
You got it out there
All you got to do is stand on your own two feet
Dont go out like no sucker
Stay down, youknowhatimsayin?
Peace