(verse one) cross my heart and hope to die i know its time, im livin a lie, life in the fast lane but dont know how to drive, im quick to grab a 9 and go ta handle mine, but im slow to kneel to ask the lord to forgive mine, i exspell on the streets hard to find time, all the shit ive done im bound to burn in hell, thats after rottin 20 years in a prison cell, but i’m not a crook and cut it just to make a sale, a prayer for my soul to take ill bond out at the county jail, paper chasin and greed has got me in deep sellin speed, spending less at home and more time in these streets, momma cryin and screaming when she hear the police, prayin expectation’s that my brother doesnt that turn into another me, he only 10 and can barely spell his own name, but he can tell u everythang bout the dope game, his daddy aint around he heavy into cocaine, he bound to be another hood statistic mane, murder and drug slangin is what im good at, steady givin to the hood but it dont give back, a soldier get knocked dying to go to iraq, come back to his hood where another guy getting popped gettin fat, obama said there will be change i tried to play it cool, but change don’t pay the bills have no money to go to school, i got hunnys in the back straight lap junkies, i got a habit to dress fly and to throw money, big rims and a chain it’ll end up in a blood stain, im poppin bottles thats costin more then cocaine, takin pills to ease the pain get in my lane, few more years on the streets ill end up insane, or like saddam hussein when the towers crashed, looking for a job in this crazy economy, youll have better luck trying to find bin laden bombing me, picture me white trying to spit and no one gives me a chance, i’m not looking for love from all of you like thung romance, check out my stance my rhymes will have you in a trance, while i advance throw the ranks, proofing my worth, my flow like 1000 tanks upon this earth, ever since my birth (verse two) see its an every day struggle, trying to juggle my life survive to make it another night, trying to stay alive living life day by day staying out of fights, writing my lines shouldn’t matter if ur black or white, haters get smacked suffering from stage fright, pushing crack always on my grind never slack, face me in a battle leave them with a heart attack, showing the haters what they lack i set the bar high on the chart, hit em up so bad you can call it a martial art, so i gave them a head start 1, 2, 3, now watch them dart, see them at k-mart pushing a shopping chart, catch up to them and verbally tear them apart, every day on my knees saying the lord’s prayer, they be blowin steam like hot air, i slay them with my rhymes betray there every line, i may say i am divine repay all my wasted time, see throw them like x-ray’s i’m sicker the swine flu, my lines will murder you entwine the flock and im the sheep herder, if you hate you can suck my cock, staying loyal to the hood around the clock, grab my glock to defend my block, locked up in my mind state harder then a rock, always walking this straight line, im the leader, you can call me alexander the great, pussy’s in the hood watch the mortality rate, i was born to lead you can call it fate, i will succeed blasting there molecular hate, call it the hoods assassin’s creed you can call that a trait, to much greed in the world pushing the weed, i exceed my expectations catch what i mean? but the world has so many temptations, just know that i have no limitations
