You want my life,
you wanna take away whats mine,
but I got my rights
and I’ll keep singing ‘till the sun don’t rise.
 [bad word] 
As I walk alone, I still sing for tomorrow.
Don’t you forget that when I meet you there won’t be no sorrow.
These streets are cold but this lonely road I follow.
I’m not scared cause I [bad word] home tomorrow.

Dr. Drew says he don’t like me. If he’s got a problem with my [bad word] he can fight me. [bad word] think ‘cause I’m on the radio they can buy me and put this [bad word] right beside me.
You think I’m a sit here lying? [bad word] that, I ain’t gonna let no psychooooo punk back.
In my city, nine milli’ milli’ sing it with me, I got the [bad word] in the Spirit, you can try and hit me.
Theres a certain magic when I spit, and only few can match it ‘cause I’m right above the ceiling,
its a normal habit, thats why these people say I kill it, thank God he made a magnet to take apart these feelings.
So when you meet me, just say “Hi, how you doin’?” I don’t need that other [bad word] like “Wow, I knew how you grew up”
or you can take the other route and just say “Wow, how you blew up”, but behind my back your saying “how the [bad word] did he do it?”