They'll never take me alive, I'm gettin high with my fo'-five
 [bad word] on these niggaz time to die
Even as a lil' [bad word]  you could picture me hot gun in the rain
I shed the tear, cause this [bad word] here inherits the pain
And now I'm labeled as a thug [bad word] - you know the game
Smokin weed, [bad word] hoes, slangin thangs, that's the life I live
Even if I tried to go back I'd get lost [bad word] back)
And everything I seem to love I done lost
 [bad word] the world if they can't understand me
What else could I do? I had to feed my [bad word] family
Yo' lies is my [bad word]  so I'm a [bad word] to your youth
And you don't want 'em nowhere near me, now that they can hear me
I spits razors, never been a stranger to homicide
My city's full of tote-slangers and chalk lines
Why do we die at an early age?
 [bad word] so young, but still a victim of a twelve-gauge
Feel the rage this world has bestowed upon me
And I don't give a [bad word] 'cause they don't give a [bad word] 'bout me
So I keep - drinkin Hennessy, bustin at my enemies
Will I live to see twenty-three? There's so much pain

They got me mobbin like I'm - loc'd and ready to get my slug on
I load my clip and slip my [bad word] gloves on
I ain't scared to blast on these suckers if they test me
 [bad word]  I got my glock [bad word]  playa if they press me
Bust on [bad word] with a - PASSION
Better duck 'cause I ain't lookin when I'm - BA-BLASTIN
I'm a nut and drinkin Hennessy
And gettin high on the lookout for my enemies
Don't wanna die, tell me why?
Cause the stress gettin major
buck-fifty 'cross the face with my razor
What can I do but be a thug until I'm dead and gone
I keep my brain on the game and stay headstrong
These sorry [bad word] wanna kill me in my sleep
I'm real they can not see
And everyday is just a [bad word]  steady thuggin on the streets
And I be, ballin loc, don't let 'em make you worry
Keep swingin