[DJ Quik]   Now if I broke my leg, tell me, would I be carried?   And would you still love, baby, if I was married?   Or will I make the shot even if I was hurried?   And will I still be remembered even after I'm buried?   They got me waking up in the morning getting loaded   Got me worrying so hard sometimes I'm feeling like my brain exploded   But I'm a break it down, fix it and re-roll it   And show you haters out here that I control it   I'm in this for something so different that you couldn't imagine   The style, the flyness, the beautiful hoes   The pile, the higness, the pitiful lows   That keeps a major player like me up on his toes   No, not quite, I want my props on the merit of the hands   That I use to mould myself to the spirit of a man   I'm just a tiny grain of sand under my God   The one who keeps me humble, keeps me up and working hard   It's alright to be in love with yourself   But when your sex life gets bad you ain't on the shelf   Lose your addictions, clean spirit's a must   Shed your inhibitions and come bounce with us   We trying to have fun from Japan to Compton   With no more evil cause it salts the program   See I never went back to something that burned out   And I ain't never did a party I ain't turn out      [Chorus: Raphael Saadiq]   Things I used to do, I don't do no more   Places I used to go, don't move me like before   Ahh, but it's gonna be rough      [Mausberg]   >From the bottom to the top, top to the bottom   Real homeys don't forget about the ones who thought about em   Rags to riches, riches to rags   I apologize for hurting your feelings, little fag   Back in the day we was young thinking everything was cool   Ditching school, puffing beadies and drinking brew   Afraid of the bomb izm but we tried it   Ain't no sense in denying it, I loved that environment   Take a look back and damn near shed a tear   Reminiscing on the past time, year after year   When we grew up, things have changed   You in the penitentiary, I be dwelling in the rap game   Started at the same path but I chose to go right   Looking for money and fame cause I'm a rider for life   And all the slanging and banging and fucking rats in the past   I shook it to the left and I ain't looking for a pass      [Chorus]      [DJ Quik]   Now I just want to do my best whether it's work, play or either   And I ain't trying to be no preacher cause they ain't perfect neither   One of the coldest entertainers that I done seen yet   With the skill to rock the fellas and make the ladies sweat   But there's a method to the madness that I suffer from   Making the hardest dudes tremble and even tougher run   It's called the spirit and it's fly, and it's making me bigger   Keeping me from stressing out and throwing nuttys on niggas   Ain't religion for me unless it's all to the good   Cause I'm an open-minded ex-G with my sights on the hood   Trying to keep the little YGs out of the line of the fire   Even if it means I'm gonna take the hit, leak and expire   Now I see what Top was saying before he left his hole   That we'll shine like glitter, my nigga, but keep your soul   Don't give another nigga control of your gold   Share your parties with the world and watch you get swirled      [Chorus]