| Turn the music up inside my session | |
| These folks gotta hear my message | |
| You put that beat on, I beat on this track to relieve my stressin' | |
| I see more trials than Cochran, while TV tryna' box me | |
| Them magazines ain't on my page, but ain't none of that gon' stop me | |
| Keep the fame and acclaim, I won't be a slave for a chain | |
| And why stay the same for the change, let's talk 'bout change for a change | |
| Mundane, killa' bang, sell cane for the gain, pump vanity in your veins | |
| No, they hopin' I quit, 'fact they hopin' I die, no, they hopin' I'm plain insane | |
| 'Cause they know I ain't playing, got my faith on display | |
| And I got some ridas behind me, and they mean what they saying | |
| Knock, knock. Open up. We at yo' door. Hope you prepared now | |
| And I think it's clear now, potna' we here now | |
| And don't plan on goin' no where, consider yo'self infested | |
| And these strings all up in yo' veins, consider yo'self infected | |
| And what we say we live out, 'fo we give in we give out | |
| And when we die we come back, tell Death he'll never win out | |
| They ain't never stop us, pop us, drop us, watch us pop right back up | |
| And we never gone die, that's why we ride & rise like Pac got back up | |
| Go'n back up, call back up, everybody go home, just pack up | |
| We plugged into the Highest power, that why we ain't gotta act tough | |
| No poker faces, just smokin' aces, my house is full | |
| My temple is a dwelling place, my Master's masterful | |
| You just full of yo'self, you just food on the shelf | |
| Eaten for breakfast, talkin' reckless ,boy I know the chef | |
| You don't want he's cookin', it's not easy to stomach | |
| And your words will be eaten, folks'll be readin' yo' vomit | |
| The recipe for disaster asks for blasphemy | |
| And as for me, ask for me, I give you gravity |
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