[Intro: Talani Rabb (Rakeem Diggs) {RZA}] 
B.. (B..) O.. (O..) B.. (B..) B.. (B..) Y.. (Y..) 
D.. (D..) I.. (I..) G.. (G..) I.. (I..) 
T.. (T..) A.. (A..) L.. (L..) Bobby Digital (Bobby Digital) 
{Alright.. great job...} 

[RZA] 
Dear momma, no need for the head drama 
I quit slinging that yac', don't need the feds on us 
I made a mil' off the deal, legit 
After I pay the tax, I'mma buy us a crib 
In the winter, I'mma buy us a whip 
So we can take long trips, just me and the kids 
I'm up again, I never let you down 
Nothings ever gonna stop me now 
I'm up from the gwop, don't gotta hide from the cops 
Plus homey's got a spot, they can stay off the block 
They can drop a few tracks, or spar a few minds 
The God home from the pen, he left the yard behind 
Got a brand new sampler, take the breaks and I loop it 
Got a license for the gat, in case the public is stupid 
Plus, I ain't afraid to shoot it 
man with the family, is firmly rooted 

[Interlude: Talani Rabb] 
We on top right now, we living 
Ain't nobody saying it, can't nobody fade us 
We killing, look at this, yo, just sweet in here 
We did it, we ain't gotta worry bout nothing no more 
We on top right now, we living 
Ain't nobody saying it, can't nobody fade us 
I always know you was gonna make it 
You was a dreamer, from day one 

[Beretta 9] 
What shall I speak, about the brothers that passed? 
Make me weak about the knees, make me wanna bust [bad word] 
Or should I kick knowledge, and I ain't even graduate 
But take it from me, it ain't cool to skip class, imagine it 
Five Gods, came to picture perfect, to ovulate to it 
Music and expression of freedom, escape to it 
Not much to it, we was born and conceived to it 
And me being the man that I am, the same could do it 
Surrounded by a civilized man, a weak woman 
Subconsciously be planting a fed, inside children 
Allow me to explain my cause, or who I B-E-R-E, Double T, A, N-I-N-
A/K/K-I-N-E-T-I-C, my attribute B-O-R-N G-O-Allah 
Searching for the [bad word] in myself, I seen, I saw 
In order to achieve it all, must give my all 

[Interlude: Talani Rabb] 
I always know you was gonna make it 
You was a dreamer, from day one 
Look at how you killing them right now 
Why don't you go get you a massage or something, daddy 
Ain't gotta worry bout none of that 
Matter fact, pass me the oil 
I got you all day, you know you did your thing 
Just sit back and relax 

[The Reverend William Burk] 
Off up in the C-H-I, C-to the G-O 
Where the winter time temperature be twenty below 
Knee deep up in the snow, the Reverend still get dough 
To pay the bills, feed his family and go get more 
Money, now we taking trips to Jamaica, just to relax 
My homey's came a long way since paper from g-packs 
But gone, they used to be pushing BP's and Zenax 
Now they wire us our paper back and forth like we fax 
We ask the lord and savior for guidance 
It's probably hard to hear us over gunshots and violence 
Figure when I'm in the casket it'll be plenty silence 
So in the end, when you add it up, it all balance 
The crew been up, staying higher than pallets 
On vacations in the islands, watching women with talents 
Fellowship and with the family members who be the wildest 
Now we live in mansions, castles and golden palaces 

[Interlude: Talani Rabb] 
Into everything that you put your hard work into 
Look at the gold on the lamp, baby 
Look at the size of this TV 
Look at everything, just take up all the beauty in this room right now 
Look at how you did your thing, you did it 
We living right now, we ain't gotta worry bout nothing no more 
Yeah... hahahaha... 

[Hook 2X: El DeBarge] 
Up again, I'll never let you down 
Nothing's ever gonna stop me now 

[George Clinton (