[Intro: Killer Mike talking]
Give you what you want when you want it
(Cool and Dre, Killer Mike)
Give you what you need when you need it
(I think we got a poor people's anthem)
Baby we're all gonna make it
(It's what the streets need and want right now)
(I'm tellin' you, it's it, some substance baby)
Give you what you want when you want it
(I'm givin' it)
Give you what you need when you need it
(It's all for you, it's all for you)
Baby we're all gonna make it
[Verse One]
We came up the hard way
The steal or starve way
Ski masks and get robbed way
Far from Broadway
Tragic but it's no play
And we livin' on the prayers our grandmother pray
Still remember Big Spank got slayed
Right on Allen Temple
My God poor people you're my heart and it that simple
And I'ma rap through the hurt until I meet dirt
And I'ma make 'em recognize your worth
Through the words of my work
To the children reared in the gutters
By single mothers
This might kill your big brother
Sayin' we ain't got much but we got each other
We got each other
Our roads rough, gettin' rougher
When times got tough we got tougher
We'll make it, just stay down for one another
Allow me to spill my heart and say I love you
Allow me to spill my heart and just say I love you
C'mon
Give you what you want when you want it
(Cool and Dre, Killer Mike)
Give you what you need when you need it
(I think we got a poor people's anthem)
Baby we're all gonna make it
(It's what the streets need and want right now)
(I'm tellin' you, it's it, some substance baby)
Give you what you want when you want it
(I'm givin' it)
Give you what you need when you need it
(It's all for you, it's all for you)
Baby we're all gonna make it
[Verse One]
We came up the hard way
The steal or starve way
Ski masks and get robbed way
Far from Broadway
Tragic but it's no play
And we livin' on the prayers our grandmother pray
Still remember Big Spank got slayed
Right on Allen Temple
My God poor people you're my heart and it that simple
And I'ma rap through the hurt until I meet dirt
And I'ma make 'em recognize your worth
Through the words of my work
To the children reared in the gutters
By single mothers
This might kill your big brother
Sayin' we ain't got much but we got each other
We got each other
Our roads rough, gettin' rougher
When times got tough we got tougher
We'll make it, just stay down for one another
Allow me to spill my heart and say I love you
Allow me to spill my heart and just say I love you
C'mon
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