What Happened - Maino, Jadakiss

First the Fat Boys break up, then Dipset makeup

Niggas got a problem with Hov

15 years later, are we greater?

Couple mill, skyscrapers

And people still waiting for Hov?

New York got soft, niggas say they unity is lost

The critics pointing fingers, is it 50 Cent fault?

That we on a down slope, what happened to the east coast?

Do we blame it on the music?

Should we blame Ebro?

The OG’s looking for that 90's rap era

But these young kids screaming them Young Money letters

What a nigga supposed to do?

I don’t have the slightest clue

When you trying to keep it real but being real ain’t really cool

Want the truth to be exposed, I don’t judge a man’s clothes

But these niggas wearing skirts and you tell me that it’s dope

I ain’t hatin, I’m just saying, I’m just speaking how I feel

Ex con, off of rap, I done touched a couple mill

Man this shit is getting crazy, it’ll make you go bananas

But New York got a playlist look exactly like Atlanta’s

I tried to mind my business but they pushed me to the edge and shit

Heard a New York nigga say New York was irrelevant!

What happened to my city man?

What happened to my city man?

What happened to my city?

Nobody give a fuck because ain’t no love up in my city, no

Guess I’m caught up in my feelings

'Cus I just can’t just sit and watch these niggas crush our buildings

I’m so confused, at times I thought -- what should be my mission?

'Cus I just gave up my girl for a stripper that’s religious

Hope the DJ’s play my record

Yeah, he gon' play my record

If I rap like this and rap like that

He gon' pay attention

When I cook it, cook it, bake it, bake it

Cut it, cut it, swag it, swag it

Twerk, twerk, work, work

He gon' play it, he gon' play it

When rappers and the shawty get they passes from the folk

When they come to New York City they do anything they want

How I’m supposed to move?

What the fuck would Biggie do?

Should I confiscate they chains?

Should I make these niggas food?

Man I’m thinking to myself, it ain’t them, it is us

Cause we destroyed each other, we don’t support us

We supposed to be the team but we not, we look sweet

So why you think these niggas feel free to claim King?

And I know they gon try to mix it up and say I’m angry

But I’ve been riding foreign, since I’m 9 I get plenty

Just sayin what these niggas scared to say but it’s how they feel

Niggas in my city scared to say but this how they feel

Dreams of Stacked Bundles, dying for this shit

I called up Kiss, he said he tired of this shit

Call me up for real nigga

See what I got to say about this

Ayo Kiss!

Yeah, we was playing chess, now these niggas playing cards

It’s a shame, because the strippers is the new A&Rs

Like what happened to my city?

Like what happened to the bars?

Get yo self a Rollie and you automatically a star

Shoot a couple cheap videos, get on a couple blogs

Once you get the smoke and mirrors you can blend in with the fog

Yo can get yo self a deal, you can get yo self a date

Get a beat from Mike Will, get a hook and verse from Drake

Probably both be on my album so don’t try to call it hate

I just call it how it is 'cus I’m the opposite of fake

Word to Hot 97, word to Power 105

Very seldom will you hear anybody from NY

They was used to breaking records, now they chasing records

If they can’t bounce to it ain’t no need to make the records

Wait a second, I thought this was the Mecca

Home of the 1−2, mic checka

Rapping different, dressing different

Born and raised here but you repping different

What happened?

Damn

What happened?

What happened to my city nigga?

I knew we was out of pocket man when the DJ told me, he said listen my nigga

You gave it to him first

So if I play it, I’mma look like a dick rider.

I said what, nigga what?

Then another nigga told me

I got you homie

But I can’t play yo shit before I play mines

I’m CMA, is you the artist?

That’s not all my brother, I’m tryin to fight nigga

We all need to look in the mirror my nigga

Yes I said it homie

For real, it’s everybody fault

Real talk man

Fore we get on some bullshit

You start sellin lies and some of you savage niggas

Ain’t ahead if you got