Public Enemy, Sheila Brody, Gerald Albright - ...Everything lyrics

I got no fancy car, never was no Superstar
I got no Grammy trophy
Got no problem if you all approach me
Never had no Rolling Stone cover, never
Had no Top 10 hit's, my brother
Got no TV show, got no Maybachs
Benz or Rolls
Got no movie roles, got no platinum or gold
Got no diamond rings, watches
And all of them things got no waiting plane
What I mean is I got no private jets
But I also got no regrets, got no swag
But got no love for something
I ain't never had

All of it, every bit, everything
We got it all
Nothing's changed, feel the same, everything
We got it all

I got no mansions, restaurants
I got no yacht
But I got no choice but to show
You all what some of us forgot
Never was hot, never was Pop
But I never, ever stopped that real Hip-hop
Got no paparazzi, got no company that got me
Walking alone in the hood
So it's easy to spot me
Got no million follower friends on
Twitter and on Facebook look at my friends
Got no thing for video games
Got no shame saying I ain't never playing
Got no hate for things that are great
Don't you know? I salute you!

All of it, every bit, everything
We got it all
Nothing's changed, feel the same, everything
We got it all

All of it, every bit, everything
We got it all
Nothing's changed, feel the same, everything
We got it all