Thank You

[Verse 1: Black Thought] Uh Thanks for the memories For 1st and 3rd of the month check deliveries Agencies in the early '80s for givin' cheese To families with parents who had drug dependencies Masjids and storefront ministries Dinners from the chicken lady, Miss Genevieve For every lesson I received as I live and breathe And all the blessings I believed in and then achieved Thanks to my moms for never gettin' rid of me And to my lady, baby, thank you for forgivin' me I climbed from the lower level to the mezzanine Honestly, I really wanna say thanks for everything Images of strange fruits hangin' from the trees Laces on my gym shoes, skatin' from police Kids playin' on the stoops wearing dungarees Unbeknownst to them, they livin' in the city under siege Two Sierra Leonians and a Senegalese Honey and lemon teas, sincere sympathies The power of positive energy as opposed To hatred as a motivative, thank you to my enemies From Memphis, Tennessee And kitchen chemistry Atari Centipede, Heineken and Hennessy The barbershop that used to be at 6th and Emily For all the history and all you did for me, thank you [Chorus: KIRBY & Black Thought] It's such a blessing, blessing, blessing to know you Blessing to know you I learned my lesson, lesson, why would I hurt you? Don't wanna hurt you (Thank you) I wanna thank you, thank you, thank you for givin' me Thank you for givin' me love I wanna thank you, thank you, thank you for givin' me (Yeah) Thank you for givin' me love [Verse 2: Black Thought] Places that I've known Many of which I've outgrown, thanks for the ride home Some motherfuckas tried to make me give what's mine to 'em Thank goodness for my decent aim with one eye closed Gangsta and fly hoes, freaks and side shows Mistakes I've made in the past that only God knows Usually my preference would be to travel the high road Sometimes I strayed from the path, that's no surprise though I had to use this expression of my gratitude That my attitude didn't limit my latitude In cases when I had to do, what I had to do Even though I was spazzin' boo, I wasn't mad at you This unbroken token of appreciation For frequencies and stations not keepin' the people waitin' For players who supported, remainin' completely patient And each and every record in the basement Listen, thank you