A Shame Now

I was broke, now the money do the cha-cha  

They was fake, now they beggin’ for the cha-cha  

I don’t do slow, only moves that go faster  

Turn the doubt to the drive, now the lane faster  

They was sleep, now they eyes on the master  

I don’t do weak, only pressure make the chapter  

Came from the mud, now the boots got the plaster  

They was cold, now they beggin’ for the answer  

I don’t do fake, only real when the cancer  

Turn the hate to the fuel, now the flame answer  

They was loud, now they quiet when the game answer  

I don’t do broke, only numbers that the fame answer  

Step on the scene, make the vibe do the dance, sir  

They was cold, now they beggin’ for the answer  

I don’t do peace if the motive don’t answer  

Turn the pain to the power, let the crew answer