And In Turn I'm Hostile Guess You

Oh Lord, Help Me Change My Ways, Show A Litlle Mercy On Judgement Day, It Aint Me I Was Raised This Way, Never Let Em' Play Me For A Busta, Makin' Hell For A Huslter.

Trust Me I Never Lose. Either I Win Or Learn From It

I Did Not Wanted To Become The Victim, So Became The Bully.

All Good Niggers, All The Niggers Who Change The World, Die In Violence. They Don't Die In Regular Ways.

It's No Longer A Fad To Be Down For The Young Black Male. Everybody Wants To Go Past. Like The Gangster Stuff, It Just Got Exploited.