[Intro: Royce Da 5'9"]
Yeah, Sway and Tech n***a
My name is 5'9"
Yeah I been in the game for a minute
Shout out to Gang Starr
What up Preem (back to basics)

[Chorus: Guru sample]
A lot of shit has happened since I started rapping
A lot of shit has happened since I started rapping
A lot of shit has happened since I started rapping
There's been enough beef and enough gat clapping

[Verse 1: Royce da 5'9]
Yeah, I done became a target
From the bottom became the hardest artist in the game
The first time they started to market my name, I started to change
Smart but hardly could think logically
The insane part of me laying aside of me says, "Pardon me"
So I part with the same side of me
I hang out with the same guys
Either they not noticing the game changing me or they ain't watchin' me
Bitches sayin, "Hi" to me, n***as who ain't hot as me
Picturing me slaying n***as getting plain tired of me
Looking down at him when he got the same drive as me
We the same n***as, aim just as high as me
Everything is the same with us
But the thing is that I came in here with a different anxiety
Hopefully the day I retire
Is approaching me looking back like, "Those were the days I was fly"
(But y'all gon' learn) from the mistakes to wait and
To be patient wrong turns did take up a lot of time
But I finally found my way around now I'm wiser
I thank God that I made it out alive
[Chorus: Guru sample]
A lot of shit has happened since I started rapping
A lot of shit has happened since I started rapping
A lot of shit has happened since I started rapping
There's been enough beef and enough gat clapping

[Verse 2: Common]
One man rises, another falls
To discover all is one and one is all
I come to call like Jericho with the trumpets, it's Wild in the 100s
Gramps in the choir humming, the Lord soon cometh
From blow some grow, many stay stunted
Torch with the shorties knowing I learnt from it
Keep the dumb shit from my circumference
I run with n***as that wanted it, done it, the hunted and blunted
L said it got to come from the stomach
To me the stomach is the voice of the Lord, the revolutionary people's choice the award
Seeing souls move forward
Goals move toward new homes and new floors
For us to rise to, in the attic taping up my Bible
Thinking how can I apply to survival
The un-American Idol seeing vital signs of the times
I put it in my rhymes, a lot of shit has happened

[Chorus: Guru sample]
A lot of shit has happened since I started rapping
A lot of shit has happened since I started rapping
A lot of shit has happened since I started rapping
There's been enough beef and enough gat clapping
[Verse 3: Chino XL]
Yo, welcome lambs to the slaughter
It's the most important moment in my life since the birth of my daughters
Regardless, all is well in the Universe
Premier track and Chino, who cannot spit a wack verse
My first CDs basically made me
Marky Mark with the whole Planet of the Apes chasing me
Was Here To Save You All, now rap ain't worth savin'
But I can't hit the pavement with gay shit like Craig David
Vocal arrangements even basic
I'm still the hottest n***a to spit inside of my cousin Tigga basement
I've no replacement for what's seeming like ages
I ain't no hypochondriac complaining I stay sick
Standing ovations for acapella shituations
I get better with age in everybody's observation
Starvation to brawl the Last Samurai
Take an eye for an eye 'til the world go blind
I'm bovine, Raging Bull, words are my weapons
Hope they not over your head like Kangols in '87
I move from Jers' to Cali, feeling the love
Move with moms to Miami, promised I would
Beef and drama I've been in, you wouldn't last through
What's funny motherfucker, I wanna laugh too
But now I'm ready to get rich, old dog, new tricks
So ill, I could dig to China with chopsticks
When I switch to the big leagues this year with no fear
'Cause who'd even believe that I'd be here
[Chorus: Guru sample]
A lot of shit has happened since I started rapping
A lot of shit has happened since I started rapping
A lot of shit has happened since I started rapping
There's been enough beef and enough gat clapping