Damn, here we go again
Common passed on this beat
I made it to a jam
Now everything I´m not, made me everything I am

Damn, here we go again
People talkin´ shit, but when the shit hit the fan
Everything I´m not, made me everything I am

I´ll never be picture-perfect Beyonce´
Be light as Albi or black as Chauncey
Remember him from blackstreet
He was as black as the street was
I´ll never be as laid back as this beat was
I never could see why people´ll reach a
Fake-ass versad that they couldn´t keep up
Ya see how I creeped up?
Ya see how I played a big role in Chicago like Queen Latifah?
I never rock a mink coat in a winter time like Killa Cam
Or rock some mink boots in the summertime like Will.I.Am
Let me know if you feel it man
Cause everything I´m not, made me everything I am

Damn, here we go again
Everybody sayin´ what´s not for him
Everything I´m not, made me everything I am

Damn, here we go again
People talkin´ shit, but when the shit hit the fan
Everything I´m not, made me everything I am

And I´m back to tear it up
Haters, start your engines
I hear ´em gearin´ up
People talkin´ so much shit about me at barbershops
They forget to get their haircut
Okay fair enough, the streets is flarin´ up
Cause they want gun-talk, or I don´t wear enough
Baggy clothes, Reebok´s, or A-di-dos
Can I add that he do spaz out at his shows
So say goodbye to the N-double-A-C-P award
Goodbye to the India Arie award
They´d rather give me the nigga-please award
But I´ll just take the I-got-a-lot a-cheese award

Damn, here we go again
Everything I´m not, made me everything I am

Damn, here we go again
People talkin´ shit, but when the shit hit the fan
Everything I´m not, made me everything I am

I know that people wouldn´t usually rap this
But I got the facts to back this
Just last year, Chicago had over six hundred caskets
Man, killin´s some wack shit
Oh, I forgot, ´cept for when niggas is rappin´
Do you know what it feel like when people is passin´?
He got changed over his chains, a block off Ashlin
I need to talk to somebody, pastor
The church want time, so I can´t afford to pay
The slip on the door, cause I can´t afford to stay
My 15 seconds up, but I got more to say
That´s enough Mr. West, please no more today

Damn, here we go again
Everybody sayin´ what´s not for him
Everything I´m not, made me everything I am

Damn, here we go again
People talkin´ shit, but when the shit hit the fan
Everything I´m not, made me everything I am