Chorus

Watcha gonna do when it's too late

(You go for fame but the streets speak my name)

Oh Watcha gonna do when it's too late

(Forgettin' your roots will bring you shame)

Oh Watcha gonna do

(Take it from the MC's)

Tell me watcha gonna do

(Cause we've been through the pain)

Ah Watcha gonna do when it's too late

(We will survive look into our eyes can you see the flame)





*YOGI B*

I remember the times in the days of way back

*C.LOCO*

Young mack Mr Point Blanc lay down the facts

*POINT BLANC*

Recollections memories unfold days of the old

I hold precious like 24 carat gold

Visions of my life back in a time of backpackin'

Struggling empty pockets pipe water I be guzzlin'

Thirst from burning sun blazin' down the earth

Ipoh City the land where my hip hop gave birth

*YOGI B*

Let me tell you a true story my true story

From the kampung to city unbelievable glory

I sat down in solitude and wrote rhymes everyday

I dreamed I would be a great rapper somehow someway

So I journey on up and down every record label in town

$ 1.20 for the mini bus but mostly I walked around

Took all the rap competitions shared my skills wit so many

Major labels won't sign me up but Hip Hop ain't about money





Chorus





*POINT BLANC*

The present situation back in '97

Lifestyles hectic circumstances be critical

Intense pressure drivin' my mental maniacal

Craftin' an album on a level that be radical

Still I remain the mack as I was way back

True to the fact that hip hop's my greatest asset

*C.LOCO*

It's human nature we survive when all other fails

Try to make a living when fools tellin' tall tales

Undeniable rap