Expose Foes Wit My Hocus Pocus Flows,

I Thought I Had Friends But In The End N*iggaz Dies Lonely.

You Can't Disrespect The Love. You Can't Disrespect The Peace Treaty.

Niggers Was The Ones On The Rope, Hanging Off The Thing. Niggas Is The Ones With Gold Ropes,hanging Out At Clubs.

All B.s. Aside, It All Comes Down To... We Got To Survive. I Mean, Even Warriors Put Their Spears Down On Sundays. We Got To Survive Here In This Country... 'cause I'm Not Going Back To Africa. We Got To Survive Here. And For Us To Survive Here-white Folks, Black Folks, Korean Folks, Mexican Folks, Puerto Ricans-we Got To Understand Each Other.

Feel Me Now, Picture My Pain, Embrace My Words, Make The World Change.