Yo, this is The Rock, kicking it with the Refugee Camp, and you're about to smell what The Rock is cooking. Yo, this is strictly a club record dedicated to anybody who used to stand outside in the cold when the FLEX was spinning at the rest home. The hood is now. Let me tell you, mountains would not let me in, you know what I'm saying? Yo, yo, yo, I got 50 Bentleys in the West Indies. It doesn't matter. I got a pocket full of cheese and a garden full of trees. It doesn't matter. I just won the bingo, bought a crib in Rio. It doesn't matter. Because if you ain't sharing, people ain't caring. Come up in the hood and they'll take everything you're wearing. Back in the days, it was all about the clubs, and so-called thugs used to dance the break for love. The girls, they wouldn't say hey, unless you bought them champagne like it was their birthday. Me, I used to stand outside, hustling my way, and I'm on the guest list plus five. Just performing tonight, he said, Shaba, Mr. Lover, I believe he the selective. Stop, jump, The Rock's up in here. Disrespect MCs and catch a smack in your left ear. Light up like Vegas when it's time to gamble. Girls speak for me like I was part of the Beatles, but I'm not, honey. But I could be your Paul McCartney and Ebony or Ivory into my jacuzzi. Foundation like Kool Herc, a DJ Red Alert goes berserk. The needle ain't skipped, the record's jerked because y'all jumping too hard. I got 50 Bentleys in the West Indies. It doesn't matter. I got a pocket full of cheese and a garden full of trees. It doesn't matter. I just won the bingo, bought a crib in Rio. It doesn't matter. Because if you ain't sharing, people ain't caring. Come up in the hood and they take everything you're wearing. Yo, Rock, I just bought a fresh Bentley. It doesn't matter if it's just bought a fresh Bentley. How many of y'all ever been to a barbecue and you always got to honor Uncle Juan to show you how the old dances go? And they started off like this. Electric slide on the dance floor. Freaky deaky like Studio 54, girl. Until the IRS raised it. Drug money get converted into music. The dope man becomes an entertainer. Leave that cracker, girl, until the customer. I'm into bigger and better things, Mr. Fiend. You want a hit, give me a guitar and a drum machine. And the crowd will scream loud when the bass stomp. I can smell it in the air, the smell is something. Excuse me, I got a cough. Girl, you wearing so much ice you could freeze New York. Your man must really love you. What does he do for a living? He works on Wall Street. He's only home two nights a week. That's when she said a little too much conversation. Think she want to indulge in lyrical masturbation. So I proceeded with the conversation. Can I offer you a glass of Merlot, Mrs. No Name? Let's get it straight, hun. My name's Veronica. She has a house the size of South America. She said ain't you that kid that's in Guantanamera way before Ricky Martin's done living like Rita Loca? What hood you come from? I was raised in Brooklyn, but did my studies in Jerusalem. The New Jerusalem? Yup, that's short for New Jersey. Check my watch, it was quarter to three. Slid through a crib when we opened the door. Her man was on the bottom, waiting for her with a four-four. Now what it look like? It ain't really that. Rick doesn't vibe. So he cocked the gat and my top hat. Rick doesn't vibe. Are you crazy? You was married? Rick doesn't vibe. Cause if you ain't sharing, people ain't caring. Come up in the hood and they take everything you wearing. Yeah, that's when Shorty walked up to her man. And she said, I gotta go. I can't be here no more. And she said this. Take me home to the place I belong. It's a refugee camp in a building basement. That's where I be at. Yo, Rock, man, I sold like 17 million records. It doesn't matter how many records you sold. Yo, check it out. You wanna go get some diamond rings? It doesn't matter if the Rock wants to go get diamond rings or not. Man, listen, listen. I just got two new Grammys, man. It doesn't matter about the Grammys. It doesn't matter.