1] What's up? My name is Sean, to meet ya So what you backstage in this theatre? Oh in the crew that plays first I shoulda noticed all of y'all of wore the same shirts I bet you got a demo of your work {That's what's up} Can you leave it my merch guy? Well word up, good luck And don't forget to drink water, and cup that mic, huh Do me a favour and stay away from Ant's No you can't bring your back here Nah I'm straight, you can keep your drugs in Keep em in the alley out behind the club And the attitude Why you acting like that sticky pass is some kinda right of passage dude Keep rapping you get discovered But believe it's last time we ever see each other
[Hook (Every line spoken)] you played yourself Uh yeah, of course I remember you man, uh, how you been man? How you doin You yourself They told me that you to pick a fight with your own DJ You yourself Nah I didn't see you're set man, I was, I was on the bus You yourself Uh yeah, go talk to guy, him, he'll give you some drink tickets, word
2] New York, at the Bowery getting With Grayskul, P.O.S. and Fillmore My time touring with a live band Trynna hide all the behind the mic stand I just want to move and keep it versatile But some kid took it personal I stopped my set, yo you yellin bout? With your middle up calling me out Then rushed him like a gang fight Wait, don't him out, man it ain't right But they listening to Slug I'm an artist on the stage, they don't really give a fuck So I finished up my set Ran out the front to see if I could catch him And he was, mad and drunk So I gave him his money and him off with a hug
(Every second line spoken)] Man you played Man you can barely up, you trynna call me names, punk You played I understand, I understand dude, I was like you when I was 15 years old You yourself Talking about, you The Roots, you ain't The Roots, why you got a band man? You played Do me a favour, throw my CDs, I don't want you stupid fans
3] Girl please, treat me like you treat a toy You wouldn't look if I was the pizza boy (nope) You ain't got to me your ass and tits I'd rather fantasise that you're a rap around, you see all these women? They came for the music, you for the scenesterism The validating game is Got me cornered at the bar to boost your I'm too old for the trap Go wiggle that cleavage at the act, huh you smell like a bucket of vodka I would never put my meat sauce up in pasta The over, so why you waiting by the bus Like I'm to be impressed with the basics You don't believe that I want to see you naked But I'm not hanging out, take care and safe kid
(Every second line spoken)] You yourself Yeah actually I have heard somebody say that to me You played You realise I can clearly see your through your jeans You played Look you are closer to my son's age than, you are to mine You yourself Look, look, the li, the living legends are right there, over there, go over there!