I'm A Thug. And My Thug Comes

Niggaz Need Guns, Too.

I'll Probably Be Punished For Hard Living.

I Heard A Rumor I Died, Murdered In Cold Blood Dramatized, Pictures Of Me In My Final State, You Know Mama Cried, But That Was Fiction, Some Coward Got The Story Twisted, Like I No Longer Existed, Mysteriously Missin', I'm Known Worldwide Baby, I Ain't Hard To Find.

I Only Wrote One Song In Jail. But I'm Writing New Album - You're Going To Feel The Entire 11 Months Of What I Went Through On This Album. I'm Venting My Anger.

Every Female Wanna Come Up To Me And Show Me How Much They're Not Attracted To Me... These Minority Women... They're The Only Women I Can Get Cause Everyone Else Is Scared Of Me.