[Intro - Scarface Interview]
(I ain’t even talking about The Commodores or like Maze or some shit like that… what ever happened to groups like fucking Mint Condition and shit? Like where that’s at? Like what the fuck happened? Who stole the soul? Who fuckin’ stole the soul, man?! It’s gone!)

[Verse 1]
check it…
I fell in love at the tender age of 8 years old
blastin’ Ms. Jackson on my radio
gave a whole new meaning to what came before
as the tale would go, yo it changed my soul
through with Kidz Bop, Dreamcast placed on hold
from then on, nothing but hip hop
Common Sense, Nas, Quest, Big Pop
Lost Boyz, Bone Thugs, can’t forget Pac
by the time I was entering 5th grade
it was AZlyrics and mixtapes
me and that Discman were practically hip mates
I would sing along ‘til my lips chaffed, then get straight--
on that school bus and start bobbin’
tryna nail the words to Cleanin’ Out My Closet
on the school bus, start bobbin’
tryna nail the words to Cleanin’ Out My Closet

[Hook]
but who would’ve known that my love for the game
would continue to grow through my coming of age?
Hip Hop, it don’t stop (one time)
Hip Hop, ya won’t stop
humbled to say it just wasn’t a phase
‘cause there ain’t nothing as great as being up on the stage
Hip Hop, it don’t stop and it won’t stop, yeah

[Verse 2]
started out with pads and pens in the backs of classrooms
focused on a dream, essays? past due
crammed tight in a black Jansport backpack
full of pen caps, herb crumbs, and scrap raps
never said a word, I was far from a class clown
head down writin’ raps til I passed out
listening to Common Sense
when I was first affixed to Communi-- uhh, wait…
I probably could have been a math wiz
but I was into draftin’ imaginary tracklists
lunch time was crunch time, 101 rhymes
then I’d hit the bathroom stall and get dumb high
back then, I was a problem child
all it took was an iPod to calm me down
to realize my dreams, had to jot them down
wonderin’ when that time would come
that time is now, what?

[Outro - Scarface Interview]
(Who stole the soul, man? That shit is gone, man. Like people are walking around this bitch-- you know, happy-go-fucking lucky like nothing is happening. You don’t see this shit unfolding in front of you?! They knocked your ass out ain’t no m-- it’s R&B now, Rhythm and Blues, it’s not-- it used to be soul… it used to be soul music… music for your SOUL)

[Outro - GLC Interview]
I don’t wanna give them shine or, you know, they might outspit me because they’re-- they’re a little bit younger, they’re a little bit hungrier. But, it wasn’t the case with you. You were real just laid back and chill and you’re like I’m just gonna-- I’m gonna do what I do.

Well, the thing is uhh… I live this shit. Like, you know, Hip Hop. This is what I am. This is life. You know this shit is-- I hop out my bed and there’s a mic in my face and shit. Like my Pro Tools set up right there. And uhh… I do this.