At One Point, The Old School Club

I Want You To Know Who I Am: What The Streets Taste Like, Feel Like, Smell Like. What The Cops Talk Like, Walk Like, Think Like. What Crackheads Do - I Wanted You To Smell It, Feel It. It Was Important To Me That I Told The Story That Way Because I Thought That It Wouldn't Be Told If I Didn't Tell It.

Niggas Hate What They Can't Understand, Fear What They Can't Conquer

Just Sitting In Silence Is One Of The Best Things A Man Can Do.

Freedom Or Jail Clips Inserted, A Baby's Being Born/ Same Time A Man Is Murdered, The Beginning And End.

You Ni**az Get Me Sick, Wannabe Soundin Like You Know My Arithmetic... But We Don't Sound Alike