Rappers is talking to me as if (Come on) We in the same boat I tell them quick, "No, I move coke" (Uh-uh) And you and I don't share no common bond So forgive me if I don't receive you with open arms (No) It shames me to no end To feed poison to those who could very well be my kin (Uh-huh) But where there's demand, someone will supply So I feed them their needs, at the same time, cry Yes, it pains me to see them need this All of them lost souls and I'm their Jesus Deepest regret and sympathy to the streets I seen 'em pay for they fix when they kids couldn't eat (So sorry) And with this in mind, I still didn't quit And that's how I know that I ain't shit (I ain't shit) My heart bleed, but that's aside from the fact I live for my kids and theirs and them youngins after thatI’m Not You - Clipse - 2002