[Makeba Mooncycle] Back in the days when rappers were crazed But now, it's a fab, with brothers shaking they ass It was, about skills, on a quest to be ill But, I'd rather build, teach the kids how to spill Don't get me wrong, I wanna get paid off my songs And live real nice, and live real long I'mma, square off and mark my section People all the tips that come in my direction Mad at the fact that I love the truth And I love to help, and I love the youth Remember, the day, when I was all up in the Kingston Reporting down on Nostrand, living off of tokens With brothers in the street just hustling and hoping Me, I kept it flowing, writing and growing Hooking brothers up, so we can flex our skills Trained battles, club scuffles, we lived for the thrills Driving mess cabs, getting off them E pills My brothers steady die and police giving me chills Broke the piggy bank, to cop a nickle bag of looseys Waiting for someone to come and scoop me Acting like I ain't sweating, bleed no tears But he was just reacting off of all of this fear Ain't nothing change, after all these years And I'm steady waiting for applause and some cheers
[Chorus 2X: Makeba Mooncycle] We have, full time rap stars, part time criminals Trying to be slick, saying something subliminal I'mma keep it straight, and will you see Cuz there's nothing pussy in me
[Makeba Mooncycle] The only difference between, is pussy and penis Some be the sweatest, others say we're the meanest I be, the cleanest, virtuous Madonna star I light the sky and, follow your car No matter who you are, you'll treasure my presence Bring the party of life, was, truly a blessing Brothers right now, be, fronting and fessing Like they the truth but you'll never see me guessing Part time criminals only hard for two lines Acting like they know, but they really don't shine Tried to stop climb by leaving me behind But, as you hear, as you see Makeba Mooncycle, forever I be Again I represent this stressed out struggle Give up to my peeps who hit the grind and hustle I never take back what I gave to the masses I will still be here when that other trash passes Count on me, I won't, change my direction Keep rising and striving for, ultimate perfection I'll shout you out, brothers and sisters the same While others look for someone else to blame Put my, plaques in the frame, history I claimed My success will be your shame While other folks'll come and see, I already came
[Makeba Mooncycle] Some say I'm Biggie, cuz I'm Ready to Die Some say I'm like 2Pac, cuz I'm thuggin' for life It's freedom or death, clear the tears out my eyes But, I'm just Makeba, the queen of the nice See, some say I'm mental, but I, perfect my symbol There's love and, plain and simple, my body, is my temple Nothing to lose, and everything to gain I guess you lost yourself, it's that part of the fame But I'mma keep it real and just do my thing I'm so top shelf, I'll have just at my feet So please don't even try to compete See, me and BDP, and the art of the street I teach not preach, cuz I'm sweet as a peach I'm the, only one, cuz I hold my own Have no one in me, cuz I stay in the zone Are you, a serpent in cease, nonsense type of brother Fronting like you hard but your soft like butter You're ready for whatever, well whatever is here No side mouth speeches, make it clear crystal I'm so downlow, always up in the mix I'm sharp as a blade, and I'm, ready to flip
[Outro: Makeba Mooncycle] What? What? Don't ask nobody, I'm right here They may say I'm ugly, but I'm here, I'm here You don't remember that from the movie Color Purple?