Bismillah ir Rhman ir Raheem
And this is a message to the people
If you see or hear goodness from me
to The Creator for all of that
I'm only the, the recipient
It's from my own weakness
And I ask The Creator and the people to
Thank you Brooklyn, thank you world
Turn my voice up in the top a little bit
It's the Black Dante in your headphones
(Everywhere on the dial) tell
you a little bit about me
break down a little history for you
Myrtle and Broadway, Roosevelt projects,
I stepped on the field from no
I jumped out the stands and
+one to land on the clock
Mos post up to throw up the
I put it through the net and let
Tell the players and the coach
I wasn't trying to blow spot
But the way they was ballin'
made it difficult to watch
I was taught when there's somethin'
you got nothin' to complain about
I don't know if that work for you
But that's how Mos work it through
I put in work, I work with purpose
I get it there, on the water,
You feel the impact? Niggas
Listen God did not make me
is my failure to adhere his path
I would love it just to hear this back
On the ghetto streets where y'all at
On the ave's where the Jeep's go past
In the coupes where the seats go back
In the parties where it be so packed
And the atmosphere be so black
And them black things be so phat
If I could I would be so glad
But if not I won't be so mad
And even if you don't see it my fam
truly gifted, truly blessed
I'm rocking the hard right,
I'm, well balanced, with immense talents
then flip it to keep myself challenged
That's whether I'm in or outside the ring
No fights, no title, no crown or reign
Feel my presence even when
Just trust, that's what I'm about to be
But un til then settle in and rock with me
Ha, that's what its about to be
Ghetto people look alive with me
And say, we 'goin, stop by
Then we just keep moving on
Ghetto people, look alive and
Feel free, we just keep moving on
For Aaliyah, Left Eye, Jam Master Jay
Scott Laraque, Big and Pac,
All the soldiers locked down in the cell
Lock up the flesh, but the spirit will prevail
To our loved ones, and deceased
or quiet in their sleep (B.I.G.)
your living in the mansions of our memory
your living in the mansions of our memory
'Cause everything in life
Because it must, and when it does
I hope that y'all remember me
'Cause everything in life
Because it must, and when it does
I hope that y'all remember me
Black Dante, from Myrtle and Broadway