In the life we live as thugs, Everbody fuckin wit us so can't you see It's hard to be a man. Ridin wit my gun in hand. Why explain the game? Niggas ain
up like rice and peas (Herb, can you fight?) Yo, I'm nice with these Ask the nigga in my last 'bout He thought I just was on some gun shit, I had to
same for me We do it well click niggas like nails Catch cases skip bells, I lie 'fore I chitel, die in the sitel Pop gun with the shitel, fuck a bitch
fight, a bet, the range of the bow. the bed of the well, the end of the line, the dismay in the face, it's a loss, it's a find. a spear, a spike, a point, a nail
smoke and the charcoal Lava stamps and brands me like a barcode Dashin' all the meteor strikes, keep the media dykes As re-enforcements for the fight
the smoke in the charcoal Lava stamps and brands me like a bar code I'm bashin all the media strikes To keep the media dikes As reinforcements for the fight
till I Rose, I roared aloud here I will I am. I am I will So no longer Will I Lay down Lay dead Play this Kneel down Gun-shy Martyr Pitiful I rose, I
bee once hummed me a tune Stay up at night, don't sleep on ya moon Four seeds in the bed, eight seeds in the room Afternoon cartoon, we would fight for
's weak, what's tight? And what you know about an off night? What you know about niggaz frontin' for the light? And what you know about them gun fights
a modern day genocide And a modern day disgrace If this is a human right Then why aren't we free? The only freedom we have is In a Man nailed to a tree
nail But never fight the downward spiral war Here we go again When everything is said and everything is done One could always suck the barrel of a gun
up by the smoke and the charcoal Lava stamps and brands me like a barcode I'm Dashin all the meteor strikes Keep the media dykes As re-enforcements for the fight
one that has it I'll show you how to do this son You ain't heard? I push the sixes when the fives is out You can't fight me, in the Porsche I'll box
dealing with mad feelings And even though mami was mad appealing Body revealing and big wheeling This shit is illin, I don't like it Fuck it, I can't fight
sex Everything, its all or nothing Oh, I would kill anyone for you Like a liar Oh what have you done? No happy ending Kitten with the gun Fought tooth and nail
s tight? And what you know about an off night? (uhh) What you know about niggaz frontin for the light? And what you know about them gun fights? (gun fights
Ate up like rice and peas (Herb, can you fight?) Yo, I'm nice with these Ask the nigga in my last bout He thought I just was on some gun shit, I had to
a modern day genocide and a modern day disgrace If this is a human right then why aren?t we free? The only freedom we have is in a man nailed to a tree