This is a motion picture
Courtesy of The Emcee
With an original score, by the Golden Child
I wanna tell y
The Emcee.
Golden Child.
we Crafty...
yo G I had this crazy dream last night man.
the world was upside down yo.
everybody was tryin' to get in the industry.
all I could say was...

I swear ya'll where's the fans ya'll
ain't nobody even sittin' in the stands ya'll
you rap? manage? produce? what?
aw shut the fuck up

its like I went to sleep last night and things were all fine
woke up all of a sudden everybody rhymes
thats how the shit seems
everytime I turn around all I hear is "yo let me spit sixteen"
is it me or do I gota sign on my forehead
that says