Mention My Name

Lyrics

[Chorus] We make music for the love, we ain't in it for the fame Cross the line and get your face broke, it's simple and plain Twenty years and I ain't changed my intentions the same So you can't talk about the game unless you mention my name We make music for the love, we ain't in it for the fame Cross the line and get your face broke, it's simple and plain Twenty years and I ain't changed, my intentions the same So you can't talk about the game unless you mention my name [Verse 1] Yeah, it's certain people in this world you can't talk to Some don't understand until they get their chest walked through A pot-holes in they backs once the Mac pops I can't be destroyed, I'm like an airplane's black box Question is who's willing to be a sacrifice? So rappers won't have to pay the price in the afterlife Evacuate the premises; we ain't going ask ya twice Walk into a room cracking heads, no more acting nice I stand hard and let 'em swing came too far to bend it Plus I've never needed Viagra, Cialis or ExtenZe I'm rock-solid, brand new day, the same agendas I'm mobbed with F.O.I., street hustlers and gang members The bridge is burnt, the relationship's beyond improvement Devils in power tryna execute the conscious movement But if they try, get your heat and bring the thunder down Since day one the realest music been the underground [Chorus] We make music for the love, we ain't in it for the fame Cross the line and get your face broke, it's simple and plain Twenty years and I ain't changed my intentions the same So you can't talk about the game unless you mention my name [Verse 2] You can't write me out of history, go read your lesson My essence is too deeply embedded in the past and the present They want to keep this real music off the station, good Let's bar fake radio cats from coming in the hood (kill 'em) My regime was established to torture your team I'm leaving corpses inside of this corporate machine Commercial, radio ain't tryna resurrect the dead So kill 'em all and bring the program director's head See that's the only way a snake can ever be handled No more meat, no more going through the proper channels Keep stunting, it'll be your time to take some lead I wish the DJ would ask me to break some bread I got a circle of hot-heads that'll break your legs Y'all the kind of cats that communicate with feds You don't control my destiny, I got mine in my hand Shout out to Trae, I'm with ya homie, I'm tryna get banned [Chorus] We make music for the love, we ain't in it for the fame Cross the line and get your face broke, it's simple and plain Twenty years and I ain't changed my intentions the same So you can't talk about the game unless you mention my name [Verse 3] When I get done, he'd better hope he'd last Five lasers I blast with no ski-mask Enter the suffering the end won't be fast Murder your future and put your present in the past Hoping he come or K-Rino side trippin' Spot 'em and get it poppin like grease and fried chicken Undetectable bombs up in your ride ticking The unmistakable sound of a .45 clicking Don't be around and see them become a new life breeder If you gonna be a follower, follow the right leader You scared of the grand dragon, show ya hand bragging Ninety percent of rappers are riding on bandwagons Sweating objects a man getting in your prophets Quick to fold up when they threatening your pockets Acting like you got no remorse for life How you a gangster getting punked by corporate types? You a fraud, living a lie and a façade I'm under the control of no man but God What's wrong 'til ya put your opportunities on You really gone, everybody tryna do it alone Now the problems are too insurmountable to stand And the people at your shows, you can count 'em on ya hands Done with no love, [?] [?] to smoked, wife found him in the van You was arrogant man, never been cordial With no respect of those who came before you You can see it in evil, sly and disagreeable Now people use your shirts to wipe their vehicles Reading them rights so ya mind will be tight Stop tryna be like fools who tryna be liked Everybody who looking for a creative handout Tryna stand in, it's time to stand out [Chorus] We make music for the love, we ain't in it for the fame Cross the line and get your face broke, it's simple and plain Twenty years and I ain't changed my intentions the same So you can't talk about the game unless you mention my name We make music for the love, we ain't in it for the fame Cross the line and get your face broke, it's simple and plain Twenty years and I ain't changed, my intentions the same So you can't talk about the game unless you mention my name