Louder louder. louder louder louder louder. louder louder Yeah. Yeah it's for the People. This is street ra-dio for unsung heroes. Ridin in they regal tryin to stay legal. My daughter found Nemo I found the new primo. Yeah you know how we do we do it for the people. And the struggles of the brothas and the folks. With lovers under dope experiment to discover hopes. Scuffle for notes the rougher I wrote times were harder. Went from rocky starter to a voice of a martyr. Why white folks focus on dogs and yoga. While people on the low end tryin to ball and get over. Lyrics are like liquor for the fallen soldiers. From the bounce to the ounce its all our culture. Everyday we hustlin tryna get them custom rims. Law we ain't trustin them thick broads we lust in them. Sick and tired of bunchin it I look on the bus at them. When I see them struggling I think how I'm touchin them. The People. The day has come. Now we are one. Just take your time. And then you'll find. This is street ra-dio for unsung heroes. Ridin in they regal tryin to stay legal. My daughter found Nemo I found the new primo. Yeah you know how we do we do it for the people. The people said that I was sharp on TV. At the Grammy's though they tried to India.Arie me. Got back stage and I bumped into Stevie. He said no matter what the people gone see me. Can't leave rap alone the streets need me. Hunger in they eyes is what seems to feed me. Inside peace mixed with beast seem to breed me. Nobody believe until I believe me. Now I'm on the rise doin business with my guys. Visions realize music affected lives. A gift from the skies to be recognize. I'm keeping my eyes on the people that's the prize. The day has come. Now we are one. Just take your time. And then you'll find. This is street ra-dio for unsung heroes. Ridin in they regal tryin to stay legal. My daughter found Nemo I found the new primo. Yeah you know how we do we do it for the people. From Englewood to a single hood in Botswana. I see the I in We my nigga yours is my drama. Standin in front of the judge with no honor. Barack stick knight the people like Obama. The karma of the streets is needs and takes. Sometimes we find peace in beats and breaks. Put the bang in the back so the seats can shake. Rebel Cadillac music for the people sake. The People. The day has come. Now we are one. Just take your time. And then you'll find