We are the have-nots who never had nothingBut learned to make somethingout of never having nothing at allAnd you could have it alland feel you never need nothingBut he who loves nothing will never have nothing at allAnd you could be a superstarBut still feel like an outlawAnd never need nothing at allBut still have an empty heartWhen me and my sister was literally playin’ in dirtI can still see the smile on her facein my head I can still see the mud on my shirtFuckin’ freezing my ass off at nightwith this match, tryna get this lil’ fire to workAnd my mom just got fired from workand meanwhile we was gettin’ evictedOur living condition was not idealbut some kinda way we learnedThat growing up poor don’t make you realThey don’t want to see us happythey just sell us happy-mealsSo we throw these records onit’s the only thing that has appealAnd the sadness disappears, so what’s up with usWhat to do with us, they don’t know what to doAll they can do is call us thugstill they need they problem solveNeed someone to run they clubHe who doesn’t love what he has will never have enoughWe are the have-nots who never had nothingBut learned to make somethingout of never having nothing at allAnd you could have it all and feelyou never need nothingBut he who loves nothing will never have nothing at allAnd you could be a superstarBut still feel like an outlawAnd never need nothing at allBut still have an empty heart