[Verse 1]

My name mean a lot to me, pain mean a lot to me

Fame means nothing, but the game means a lot to me

I slang caine on these blocks for weeks

Ever since Rocky III, and the death of Apollo Creed

I was a tiny little poppy seed

As grimey as I could be, as sheiesty as I could be

Niggaz who live nicely, who don't understand the life of me

Other niggaz don't like me, and wanna take my life from me

They don't understand that I love it, and I like the beef

The raw, the guns, the violence, it's all right with me

I be laying in the cut where the sniper be

Righteously, waiting for you to get out the driver's seat

I don't think like usual people

Who think like usual people, who don't think right

I think like Muslims, in movements of people, who move they people

And move on your people, power is stronger than voo doo and evil

I'm immune, I drunk the juice, took a root from the needle

Still trying to figure out, why I do, the crimes I do

With the minds IQ, of an Einstein too

Tell 'em, Cha-cha, and bon, bon goo, they think I'm crazy, well I do too

Leave me alone please, I'm in my two-three zone please

Nothing can stop me, you fuckers can't stop me



["Why" continues to play]



[Verse 2]

It's like my life keeps turning around

Every second I need a lighter, I keep burning it down

I smoke so much, I could nurture a pound

My thoughts are always foggy, they blurring right now listen

I see the game for what it's worth, pain, fame and work

Girls walk with they brain in their skirt

So while you're fucker, they thinking

Of ways to get even, or a way out the hood, they make up a reason

For the judge, for you take him and see him

Until you face a subpena, that'll chan