[Intro: Tech N9ne, Kaitlyn Toepperwein, Sierra Flaugher & Jayla Kearney]
We are the people that had it rough
Never was easy but it was tough
We got fed up and we had enough
Now we rejoice
Comfortable out my the state of mind
Out of the dark on my way to shine
Get in my way and you'll pay the fine
You make a choice
[Tech N9ne]
This is for everyone that doubted
We rejoicing 'cause we lived to tell about it, hey
Happy we got the shit re-routed
And now it's time to yell and scream about it, hey
[Verse 1: Phlaque The Grimstress]
Even though I'm a single mom and I do it all by myself
All that drama bad for my health
I'm just maximizing my wealth
Even though I was all outside, now I'm ridin' real stealth
I don't play the cards that I'm dealt, I'll just beat yo ass with my belt
Even though I was a black sheep, back then it wasn't that sweet
They say "Don't Leave" like Blackstreet
But I ran away like a track meet, I mean a athlete
Can't compete nor compare, it's a fact see
Because you puffed like cracked wheat
Test my gangsta it'll be a wrap sheet
Even though I wear my heart on my sleeve
Only a fool thinks I'm naive
Snatch my energy, it's guaranteed to watch you beg and plead
Water seeds, my crops pop, now I'm rakin' with ease, so take heed
Fall in a hole you thought you dug for me, please believe
We are the people that had it rough
Never was easy but it was tough
We got fed up and we had enough
Now we rejoice
Comfortable out my the state of mind
Out of the dark on my way to shine
Get in my way and you'll pay the fine
You make a choice
[Tech N9ne]
This is for everyone that doubted
We rejoicing 'cause we lived to tell about it, hey
Happy we got the shit re-routed
And now it's time to yell and scream about it, hey
[Verse 1: Phlaque The Grimstress]
Even though I'm a single mom and I do it all by myself
All that drama bad for my health
I'm just maximizing my wealth
Even though I was all outside, now I'm ridin' real stealth
I don't play the cards that I'm dealt, I'll just beat yo ass with my belt
Even though I was a black sheep, back then it wasn't that sweet
They say "Don't Leave" like Blackstreet
But I ran away like a track meet, I mean a athlete
Can't compete nor compare, it's a fact see
Because you puffed like cracked wheat
Test my gangsta it'll be a wrap sheet
Even though I wear my heart on my sleeve
Only a fool thinks I'm naive
Snatch my energy, it's guaranteed to watch you beg and plead
Water seeds, my crops pop, now I'm rakin' with ease, so take heed
Fall in a hole you thought you dug for me, please believe
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