It's like this like that and like this...

I'm the illest rapper to hold the cordless, patrolling corners

Looking for hookers to punch in the mouth with a roll of quarters

I'm meaner in action than Rosco beating James Tar Senior

And smackin his back with vacuum cleaner attachments

I grew up in the wild hood, as a hazardous youth

With a f**ked up childhood, that I used as an excuse

And ain't sh*t changed, I kept the same mindstate

Since the third time that I failed 9th grade

You probably think that I'm a negative person

Don't be so sure of it

I don't promote violence, I just encourage it

I laugh at the sight of death

As I fall down a cement flight of steps

And land inside a bed of spider webs

So throw caution to the wind, you and a friend

Can jump off of a bridge and if you live, do it again

Sh*t, why not? Blow your brain out

I'm blowing mine out

F**k it, you only live once you might as well die now

Our lifestyles be close captioned

Addicted to fatal attractions

Pictures of actions be played back

In the midst of mashin'

No fairy tales for this young black male

Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales

Hustlin' and heart be a ni**a culture

Or the repercutions while bustin' on backstabbin' vultures

Sellin' my soul for material wishes, fast cars

Wishin' I live my life a legend, immortalized in pictures

Why shed tears? Save your sympathy

My childhood years were spent buryin' my peers in the cemetary

Here's a message to the newborns, waitin' to breathe

If you believe then you can achieve

We keepin the light on at Ruthless and

I ain't f**kin the boss

Lookin at me sexy

Take your clothes off

But my dick'll go soft!

Never mix bussiness with your sickness

Enemy see me flipin in the picnic

With your lil' divide and conquer

But my sister was ready to bomb her!

Get off the dizznik and off my voice

Me and my boyz

Give us a choice

How could you tell Sony that I was the

Only one making noise

Ain't it a breech of trust

Look in the gutter, unh, never judge yo book

By it's cover word to the motherf**ka

I... I didn't stutter but what if I lost it and

Came in the office and nobody noticed

With liquid explosive on top of Versace

Clothes give up the ghost

Krayzie's Picasso, lil' Layzie like Caesar,

Stacks like lil' Pesi N Casino and

Wish don't give a f**k! O

I'm Gambino -n- the walkin dead

Woke up on the wrong side of the bed

Bible of survival Triple six rivals, triple six rivals

In front of two-inch glass and Arabs I order fries

Inspiration when I write, I see my daughter's eyes

I'm the truth, across the table from corporate lies

Immortilized by the realness I bring to it

If revolution had a movie I'd be theme music

My music, you either fight or dream to it

My life is one big rhyme, I try to scheme through it

Through my shell, never knew what the divine would bring to it

I'd be lying if I said I didn't want millions

More than money saved, I wanna save children

Dealing with alcoholism and afrocentricity

A complex man drawn off of simplicity

If I'm gonna rob I'm a rob all night

If I'm lookin' for somethin' it's probably a fight

If I'm goin' f**k b**ches then they better be tight

If that's dead, then the head better be right

If I gots to play I'm a play till I win

Since I gots to be here can't wait to begin

Wanna f**k shorty can't stand shorty friend

'Cause honey friend f**k many, many men

Stay with' the rats 'cause the rats is real

Wanna f**k? Then we f**k already know the deal

Sh*t, f**k what you look like just show the real

Then I keep spot that we can go to chill

I love my, get down for the hoes

Only reason I come around is for the hoes

Pipework - I lay it down for the hoes

Hit em off with that dark brown, you know?

I see mothers in black cryin, brothers in packs dyin

Plus everybody's high, too doped up to ask why

Watchin our own downfall, witness the end

It's like we don't believe in God cause we livin in sin