Niggas Hate What They Can't Understand, Fear

I Think A Lot Of Us Know When It's Our Time. No Matter What Profession You're In, You Get A Feeling. If You Worked On It Long Enough, You Know When It's Ready.

The Chinamen Built The Railroad, The Indians Saved The Pilgrim, And In Return, The Pilgrim Killed 'em. They Call It It Thanksgiving, I Call Your Holiday 'hell-day.'

Props Is A True Thug's Wife.

I Want To Sound Like An Instrument. I Want My Voice And My Words To Marry The Beat. I Go With The Rhythm Of It And The Words Start To Come To My Mind And Those Words Could Be Based On Things That's Been On My Mind For The Past Year, The Past Month, The Past Week, Whatever; I Write It.

How Can You Lose When You're Doing You?