This Goes Out to You

[Steele]
 Let it be known, you can't keep a good man down
 Hard time, hardly wear me down
 The strong survive, what comes around, go around
 When the going get rough, we ride, lord, hold me down
 Blood, sweat and pain, take it and strive
 Nothin to do, it's breakin' my pride
 My eyes on the prize, been through, tribulations and trials
 I realize, I'm still gonna rise
 [Buckshot]
 I need one hundred percent, undivided attention
 Provided you mention, Black Moon is back
 And all the questions, like Smif-N-Wessun
 Changin' their name to Cocoa Brovaz, did it ruin the track?
 Let's think back, like the song I made
 So we can reminisce the rights and the all wrongs I made
 Don't get it twisted, I don't progress shit
 I don't remember, but I don't forget, shit
 That's how the game go, things get harder to spit
 What's real love, without pain, the part of the shit
 Who knows, few blow, few will get dough
 It's the reason so many rappers never move with the flow
 But I've shown, that I'm prone, to keep going
 Cuz I flown, this goes out to you
 This goes out to you
 [Chorus x2: Steele, Buckshot]
 This goes out to you, and out to you
 Who didn't believe I wouldn't achieve
 My goals, yo, I'm so, out of control
 I just don't know
 [Buckshot]
 I started out with nothing, got a little talent
 Came up with something, got a little violent
 It was hardly thumpin', everybody fakin' moves
 While I'm makin' moves and that party jumpin'
 What part of me bluffin, huh? I don't see one
 See guns, he run, leave sons with nothing
 Stranded - handle it, stress on my chest
 Like a tight lamel lid, I just -
 Breathe in, breathe out, see what he about
 And if there's no cheese, we leave him out
 Cuz niggaz see the route that I'm on
 Big movers for the kid to rule, everything abroad
 See I was taught to write everything I saw
 Been around the world, from the US to Singapore
 You can learn a thing or more, from the veteran
 No calm, wanna learn no more, just get a pen
 [Chorus x2]
 [Buckshot]
 Me and Dru hooked up in '93
 Started out as a management, then a record company
 Even then they wasn't bumpin' me, but I ain't give a fuck
 Still represented, every time I had to give them Buck
 On stage in the studio, or on screen
 They stayed out of sight, out of mind, if you off the scene
 Knah'mean, I do too much for me to be enlightened
 That's the reason, when you see me, you see me at night
 Walkin', by myself, spliff lit by my lip, gun by my belt
 Yellin' out, Duck Down is the label
 Plus a million soldiers with me, nigga
 Now that we able to make moves, and slay crews
 And pay dues, cuz they rule
 This goes out to you, this goes out to you
 [Chorus x2]