Texty:
Business The Spirit Of The Street

I'm coming at you with the spirit of the street From the ghettos with a hardcore beat It don't matter if you're black or white It's not your colour that

I'm coming at you with the spirit of the street From the ghettos with a hardcore beat It don't matter if you're black or white It's not your colour that

beg for forgiveness, Once I said my prayer, everybody back to business. Smokin on a blunt in my own restaurant, People lookin from a distance think I'm Big Daddy Kunk, Reincarnated, spirit

Lonely Island] The Big Apple, where people never dance Spirits go down while profits expand The cops or the dealers, who's got the juice The street vendors

with nothing But I fought with nothing, nothing, nothing Don't call me bwana Let it settle in your heart We move from children Into business counterpart Your head was shaking As I walked into the room A spirit

fun at clubs I'm probably on some government list for my rhymin You a fool if you don't think they already tapped your line Medicine is big business so

look at hip-hop, in it's 9 elements Which is breaking, emceeing, graffiti art, deejaying, beatboxing Street fashion, street language, street knowledge, and street Entrepenurialism, trade and business

But somebody got to tell ya some real shit Not sugarcoated Cuz where I come from shit ain't sweet You got a choice and it ain't shit for you in them streets

niggas done changed The game is to be sold, not told still heavy in this game Niggas done changed, it ain't the same We been handlin' our business for