What I Need

[Intro: Kardinal Offishall]
Yeah, uh huh uh huh
Circle (huh), uh huh uh huh
T-Dot, uh huh uh huh
Kardinal, what it is though, niggas
Yo check it (what I need!)

[Verse 1: Kardinal Offishall]
What I need is for niggas to let me live, (live!) chill (chill!)
Deal with niggas who's blood spill
Empty a couple clips and the label niggas' asses
Fact, show them my life is worth more than a contract (what I need)

What I need is for chickens to stop tricking, licking the kitten
And hitting every rap nigga's hit (what I need)
What I need is for people to love one God, one ho, one time
Nigga, respect the rhyme (word)

Chew the way that I flex, it's next level shit
Turn up the bass and cross out the treble shit
What I need is for money to match flows
Fifty dollars a word (word), million dollars a show (show)

Billion dollars a video, ten bucks a ho
Billion dollars a dozen, the Circle niggas know (yeah)
One dollar per president, fifty cents a CEO
Pay back but I still retake yo (blah!)

[Hook: Prince Paul]
We keep it hot when we up in the spot
Every time when we on the grind
Make it happen if you calling the shots
Do you and I'm a handle mine

My two-way and my cellular phone
Be blowing up in a ridiculous way
Flippin' the game like I'm slanging the zone
The Mary Jane or a nickel of yay

What I need

[Verse 2: Sly Boogie]
What I need is a first-class ticket
And a five-star luxury suite so I can kick it (what I need)
What I need is a fat ass per diem
And my money up front when I'm packing a coliseum (what I need)

What I need regular rotation across the nation
On every radio station
Now that you know nigga, what you gone do?
And let me know so I can put the homies on too

From day one you been jacking you jaw
Like you is a boss hog nigga, raw, acting a flaw
Talking about the mad connects and you cashin' checks
But I have yet to see you flex and make it manifest

Claiming you got the hooks sitting up in the cut
When it's really another motherfucker plugging me up
You question my credibility and test with threats
But you better show respect when you address the vet (what I need)

What I need is for you to quit bumping your gums
And shut the fuck up and quit jumping the gun
Cause we on the same team and game for cream
And we reign supreme, swimming in the mainstream (what I need)

What I need is some peace of mind and a fine dime
With an old beast behind
Some sticky green lime and a bottle of wine
So I can glide in my ride with the seats reclined

[Hook: Prince Paul]

[Verse 3: Socrates]
Gimme that bottle (sippin'), gimme them trees, son
Struggle to feed my son
And through all this stress and chaos
I let eight off the roof with a booth (blaw!)
Ducking days off

Ain't soft like goose down pillows, more like an armadillo
To my niggas in the streets, yo the beats keep my arm a-brillo
So don't act zoned out if you seein' me chromed out

Thinking this thing is easy, yeah, I breeze by cats doin' this Prince P thing
But look, when real life'll intervene you get shook
Separate socks from the average crook
Who needs a blast, blind for their re-up

Overlooking the pre-nup, never hookin', they G-up
A plan makes a man, you crack like tortilla ??? ???-branded chips
But I do a dip with the side

Margarita, man, It's like butter
I touch ass, get cash, but to be a leader I pull receivers

From your AM to the FM
I'm gettin' what I want but what I need's the weapon