Ladies and gentlemen boys and girls nThis is the way that you rock the world (2x) nnLet me tell you 'bout my gangster wit I dont follow no cliquenI'm quick to flip a dollar out of 15 cents for rentnI'm a scholar in a blue Impala with dentsnSuch is life a stand up man that bentnI use this mic and MPC to ventn2000 ways to slay a beat and hintnAt what it all means brothers gonna call me densenWhen I take my brain and let it touch the rainnAnd since then I'm a young king in trainingnAnd listening to the wind to see what its sayingnIn glimpses sometimes it all seems senselessnYou trapped outside of white picket fencesnStill gotta figure out a way how to make it realnIn 3 ways sports crack or a record dealnAnd the homies know how I feelnTill I'm on the next level I'm a grind at will nnChorus: nnOne for the money two for the shownThree for the homies who got in the back doornOne for the money two for the shownThree for the honies who got in the back door (2x) nn2nd Verse: nnUs rappers we love to tell the stories again and againnAbout the burning fire that rages withinnBut all you ever hearing everyday from your friendsnIs that if you leave the herd there's no way you can winnSo what you gonna think about?nWhen everything around you is negative including your bank accountnScrapping out a living in a major draughtnWith no avenue to let your angry outnYou rattle your cage and shout you pray theynBreak you out you stay truly devoutnCause you wade through doubt so deepnthat you can't tune it outnBlood boiling and you ain't cooling outnAnd that's why I stand on every stage and kick that versenLike it the first and last time I'll ever say itnI'm nothing if I'm not dedicatednEvery win is celebrated for the soldiers that never made itnTrying to figure out where Awesome Dre wentnAnd why Grand Master Caze still ain't been paid yetnSo since I'm blessed to run around the nationnI'm obligated to find a new lane and pave itnSo if the little homies ever want to disconnectnFrom the matrix and jump off the slave shipsnAnd when they swim they'll have a destinationnAnd they come right on along and hit the same lidnIts entertainment but its more than thatnWhy you think Slug took me on the tour in fact?nWhy you think El-P put his boys on wax?nAnd why you think Little Brother's in the door like that?nIts because God gave us something that makes usnMore than record breaker we're our own saviorsnAsk the average man about taking his lifenIn his own hands and he won't understandnThat idea was stolen with the landnAnd we scrape for the few crumbs that fall from the handnLive life hungry work to get bummynOr run we they 3 2 1 for the money nnChorus: nnOne for the money two for the shownThree for the homies who got in the back doornOne for the money two for the shownThree for the honies who got in the back door (2x)