Do You Know

[Intro] Spike Lee... Wake up! [Hook] Do you know, where you're going to? Do you like the things that life is showing you? Where are you going to? [Verse 1: Erick Sermon] Ayo what's going on y'all (nothing) wassup? It's a few things you should know so let's touch up (okay) I was once one of y'all, I admit But I never judge a book by it's cover, my own was ripped Look, most of y'all was a first class member And now you're gone and it's past November Word to Wyclef, I test the best To go against the industry, without plan B And don't count those that made it Even those one hundred million bucks still don't equal up Yo, where you live, you got a crib? I bet you got some brand Timbs, car got brand new rims Look, it happened to Prince, it happened to Michael It happened to Bobby, it happened to Whitney, is y'all wit me? Yo, things go wrong when there's no hit song This chorus made for you, so y'all sing along, come on [Hook] x2 [Verse 2] Second, ayo I done checked the Vibe on any Rap Sheet It's the same beefs, even athletes (uh-huh) There's five types of ballplayers Volley, foot, soccer, basket, base - all in the same race (to win) What happen when the clock stop (uh?) Injury, and no more wicked jump shots (two!) ESPN ends... There goes your 2 million fans and there goes your friends (uh-huh) They don't care who you are and what you did You a "Where Are They Now?" VH-1 type kid (it's over) Major fact is, all the actors mad Cause they Rolls been taking by rappers "How High?" You thought you had it all figured out Get the car, get the truck, and then get the house (uh-huh) Touchy subject, I ain't wanna paint this picture But Picasso's dead, so I did it instead, do you know [Hook] x2 [Verse 3] Listen, uh-huh This is for the nine to five worker, or nine to five hustler That had to make ends meet, in the kitchen or the street I wish drugs was food and water was liquor So you'd kick back, kill thirst and not kill niggas Every real gangsters dies Tony, Al Capone, Gotti, Bonnie & Clyde It's almost done for you, it's about to end Either linin six by two, or live in a 8 by 10 of sin [Hook] X2 [Outro] Yeah, wake up, serious, yeah Huh, do you know