now i really don't care about
and i really don't give a fuck
about no nigga tryin to bang
we can buck n shoot em up
or we can all rize together
with the price in your eyes
the pep in our step i'm tryin to
spit the message out until i reach
my last breath my physical awarness
plus my continous mind pulus the live
microphone equals righteous rhyme
so you know i'm flowin' like h2o
then fountain non-stop to a thirsty soul
point it at your mind n let my fly rhyme go
a man born to die small speak on
till i'm carried by six to my restin' home
'cause i'm a hoochy fader
the hommy's call me g" 'cause i'm