Down the Charts

You can't still worry about the charts position It's the heart that you're missing It's the art that you're missing Just a little something to hold you over The Kris'Style album on the way, Word Up! When you're number one, everybody come But when you drop to two, everybody still with you But when you drop to three, everybody want to see But when you drop to four, everybody still adore But when you drop to five, people will help you to strive But when you drop to six, you selling every mix But when you drop to seven, people start guessing But when you drop to eight, people hesitate But when you drop to nine, it's when you start to find That when you drop to ten, you start to lose your friends When you drop to eleven, you record stops selling When you drop to twelve, it's everyone for themselves So when you drop to thirteen, you stop working When you drop for fourteen, no more self esteem You drop to fifteen, because you live then you seen When you drop to sixteen, you're now out the scene When you drop to seventeen, you see things you've never seen That when you drop to eighteen, you know what it means So you drop to nineteen, on then to twenty At nineteen you lose your honey, at twenty your money to a Playboy Bunny At twenty-one things ain't funny At twenty-two, you don't know what to do So you hit twenty-three, you look for security So you drop to twenty-four, no more can you endure When you drop to twenty-five, at the bottom you've arrive When you drop to twenty-six, you're on old-school mix When you drop to twenty-seven, they tell you to stop step in When you drop to twenty-eight, you start to meditate When you drop to twenty-nine, you expand your mind When you drop to thirty, you see it was all dirty When you drop to thirty-two, and it occurs to you When you drop to thirty-three, now you can see It's all about skill and the love for the art Not who's above and who's bellow in the chart You gotta look in the heart, it's there where you start I and Hip-Hop are never ever apart, Word!