I: 
Something is not right in the head, too bad 
?? can fix the shit when I'll be pretty fucking 
dead 
Please don't feed my ego, I don't feel that shit 
in I 
I'm a bad seed indeed, just let me smoke my weed 
Never love money 'cause that love can kill 
Too much money love can get you ill 
We still have a war ??, never kiss this shit 
Defeat life, stay alive and fuck retreat 
We love the mic, we love life, we love hip hop 
beat 
We only fight on stage and every show is live, 
you know that shit 
Fuck fame, fuck awards, fuck happy music 
The word is a tool, fool, we have to use it 
You know, life is a game at the heavyweight 
The final countdown can't wait, 
Use the brain, man, is never too late 
Don't think for diamonds and shit, 
Don't be so fuckin' friendly 
Greedy motherfucker, your coffin has to be 
trendy 
I'm like a flea, check my ID  
Inhale the sickness of ??, I'm sick indeed 
When I take the lead I see you catchin' speed 
Oh shit, go fuck the beat called rap, man and 
this is it... 
II: 
A long ways from home. I bring you ?? other 
Two dope ass blacks, me ?? my brothers 
Yeah, he's from another, should I let him explain 
? 
(Introducin' me...) What's that blacks' name ? 
?? with these might devices 
He slice twices, yeah, you can't fuck with him 
It's the show for dough, yo' blacks didn't know 
Yeah, I'm coming from the dirty O, that's the 
OHT 
Me and my man, we keep it ?? 
We're keeping it slime, you know I'm all about 
mine, 
Yeah, ??, that cock, gotta get it, don't stop, 
That dope, yeah, up with dope down the ??. 
III: 
We be doing this, ?? the reason we are here 
?? ?? blacks beware 
I won't stop until I'm thru with this 
Even if it takes gettin' shot a dozen times 
You gonna see Beretta 9 
??, you bitches won't forget it 
And out withou a ??, my rhymes ?? 
For many many miles, miles, miles 
IV: 
Upon my arrival, once my feet touch solid ground 
You know I'm gonna score, it's like touch down 
Go deep, don't sleep once I post up 
Y'all blacks better catch me like a photo close 
up. 
V: 
Get back, way back, don't say nuthing 
I'm 'a still be black, never known for fuckin' 
frontin' 
?? mouch touch, don't get touched 
Don't get opened up like a mother fuckin' 
dutchess 
?? and I'm still be here, ??, the first, the ?? 
Y'all blacks can't fuck with me,  
I'm ?? on this mic device, my crow, my weapon 
I'll shot at your boots and keep you steppin' 
In the opposite direction 
Yeah, you're fuckin' around in this black try to 
perfection 
So you're fuckin' around and get laid down 
With that ?? ?? shake the fuckin' ground bitch.