Here's Rakim's part
Yeah
You already know what it is
Can no one explain what kind of land is dest when a man has plans of being rich,
But the bosses plans is wealthy
There'll be a money scheme, a clean split,
Nonsense the same, even confidence is faulty
Talk team, they take the paper route,
All they think about is bank accounts, assets and realty,
Anybody's expense, no shame with a clear conscience,
No regrets, they're guilt free,
But they claim that ain't the way that they built me,
Smoke screen before the flame,
Know as soon as they're gone what the deal be,
Say it's time for things to change
Rearrange that dope product we built cheap
Anything if it's more to gain
Drain, manipulate it like "aw this is real deep",
Until no more remain, but I'm still me
Like authentic hip-hop and rock, to pop and radio
And record companies kill me,
Try to force me to strain it, no way,
You've got the gall to say "yo how real could real be?"
You feel me? Yeah we'll see
If greed will be to blame
Greedy for the fame,
TV or a name, media and the game,
To me you're all the same,
You're guilty