Help Is Coming - Intellectual

[Intro]

Help on the way

They say the game in trouble

Help on the way

They say the game in trouble

Help on the way

I got the game on lock

Standin' on top

Say hello to the man who could save hip hop

[Verse 1]

They say the game fucked up and the records ain't sellin'

It was bad in '06, gettin' worse in '07

Market oversaturated with all the bootleggin'

When it seems better, shawty, ain't no tellin'

Well, call Lyor, give him this message

Then hit Ky, tell him, tell Kevin

Craig, Julie Greenwald, all of them present

The fifty mill you gave me was a sound investment

This time around we gon' sell 5

No less than 4 on a slow day, call Vegas and bet

By the way, if you a winner I'm the one you should bet with

Hit J, tell him you the wrong nigga to bet against

Grand Hustle homie, I'ma make you respect this

They say "the market share down", so? I ain't affected

Tell the label relax, it ain't no need to stress shit

Just cut the check and I'll handle the rest, shit

[Hook]

They say the game in trouble

Help on the way

Don't worry 'bout nothin'

Help on the way

They say the game in trouble

Help on the way

I got this shit

Help on the way

They say the game in trouble

Help on the way

Don't worry 'bout nothin'

Help on the way

They say the game in trouble

Help on the way

I got this shit

Help on the way

I got the game on lock

Standin' on top

Say hello to the man who could save hip hop

I got the game on lock

It ain't gon' stop

Say hello to the man who could save hip hop

I got the game on lock

Standin' on top

Say hello to the man who could save hip hop

I got the game on lock

It ain't gon' stop

Say hello to the man who could save hip hop

[Verse 2]

You hear my name so hot, I got the game on lock

You niggas keep floppin', but I remain on top

Still the same ol' me with the same ol' Glock

From the first CD with the Kangol top

I was hollerin' 'dope boy' when I first came out

It seems like everybody in the dope game now

Man, I told these niggas that it ain't gon' stop

All the hatin' gon' stop or this thang gon' blah

Most of these niggas ain't slang no blocks

Got a lil' somethin', but it ain't so hot

Try to sell a record when my shit drop

Get the cover of the magazine when my shit out

Nope, I think not, just think why

With the blink of an eye, you ain't this fly

Watch your mouth, no, you ain't that high

King of the South, no, you ain't that guy

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

To the fans and the critics think hip hop's missing

This is a lil' proof that hip hop livin'

You can hear hip hop top now, just listen

Now see hip hop walk out with 6 bitches

In the ATL, see hip hop chillin'

In a multimillion dollar crib hip hop building

You know how many cars hip hop's driven?

Nigga, I'm everything hip hop's missing

Nigga, you is everything hip hop isn't

My heart and my soul where hip hop live at

To anyone who ever said hip hop's finished

It can't be dead while I'm still in it

I'm livin' (and well, might I add that)