Makin' Music

[Verse One] In my ninety-nine Saturn, switchin four lanes Hollerin out the window, "Can I borrow some change?" This broke shit got me goin deranged Thinkin it'd be so much easier if it was a Range And my man Tomas said, it could be arranged But, the last thing I need now's to be arraigned so I do my best to maintain on the right side of sane And not complain about my very few pesos Yo, I can make 'em start to move Like I was pushin through the crowd to the front actin rude Or, I can make 'em nod they necks Like when they ask did they wreck you'll be noddin yes So there's your options, and I don't need much room For you to get it twisted like vision on mushrooms Lexicon's got the strength to crush crews But instead we make music and add a FUCK YOU See? Ain't nuttin changed but the haircut Man still got the right, Oak's got the left hand and I don't ask for shit, I demand It's so live in here I got you lookin for the band [Hook] We're makin mu-SIC, you better learn how to use IT You got the skills better step up and prove IT If you got a title pretty soon you're gonna lose IT Cause the L is here to stay, okay? We're makin mu-SIC, not the corny-ass shit That permeates the airwaves and makes my hair gray Alright okay, they can't take all the blame But it's not us, we're just here to save the day [Verse Two] Check it, we're makin music while you're makin money But in a couple years, where you gonna be? (Gone) Your records are disposable, while mine are straight quotable Oak will change the game like quarterbacks callin audibles Yo, you can find me at the scrimmage line I'm the one who calls the shots and packs 'em in like dinnertime (hah) We're makin music while you only make noise Puttin out lousy songs you can't even sell to your boys What you thought (what) and what you're thinkin currently All gets tossed out the window courtesy of me {*WHOOSH*} It's time to start thinkin differently (uh-oh) just like that Mac ad And if you act bad you'll get the backhand {*SLAP SLAP*} Like that, and don't fight back Just stop and stare like at a girl with a nice rack {*WHISTLE*} Lexicon's your wake-up call That ringin in your ear you hear is cause y'all dropped the ball You coulda made a difference, you coulda made your mark But instead of makin music you were blinded by the dark But that doesn't matter now anymore (why?) Lexicon is walkin straight through the open door "Here I come to save the dayyyy!" [Hook] - repeat 2X (last repeat last line - "Lexicon saves the day")