in the fast lane of my past screaming thug life high as ice like death of a price to pay, empty my clips finger on the trigga to spray, kill my enemies dead in time, like a ghost disappeared to find, outta sight outta mind, flip my stash like bricks to lay, count the cash house built in a day, appetite for blood from the dead to pray, for Jesus the life,truth,and the way leave my past behind in sunlight to blind, return to hill present past created $ bill, given gift in brain to survive the pain, stripes front and back healed .380 gun attack, I'm healed and resurrected in Jesus name, praises be glorified to God for the Fame, I'm dead in the past,alive today,burried in the future way the same, tongue to tame " fuck the world" visions to blame, increase the lame, weak paralyzed to walk, outlined in the chalk,found murdered dead,with ya nuts missing and one bullet to the head, and body full of bucks shot to spread, i got 2pacs mind mentality in my brain, and God's hand on my head to ease the pain, the curse the gift of my life to be, is the future to feel and the past to see, currently on disabil to receive my pay, fear the time in a cell for judgement day, the pen can hold me down but can't break me free, trapped in this lonely world of lust and misery, for trust is what i hide to secure my fate,to see if i live or die or need to wait, purpose is meaning in all i do, to accomplish the things thoughts of you, in my sights of a mirror view, over a cuckoo's nest one only flew, troubled to retaliate on open shores, the banks of the ghetto strong and poor, we are free to die today and fly tomorrow in heavens way, forget the guilt and all the tears, happy smile's with all ya peers left behind to remember me,as a dad and a friend living cost you see, debt was paid for all who sin,place of my skull two bullets again, Golgotha's cross like calvary, picture film rolling in gallery crucified in death, resurrected in life air blow of a breath, raised from the dead flesh on flesh blood and Bones, chair's seated high for his royal thrones, take my body to sleep through hell, and with my soul and spirit to bell, ghostly yell heavenly well, for angel wings grow upon ya back to succeed in flight,armored in steel fire flames of light and might, grab ya sword's and shields prepare for war,defeat the demons of hell that creep to soar, wear my (bandana)3xs red,blue, yellow and white, represent ya gang and sins for life, blood,crip,latin and folk gangstas that toke to smoke to choke until we broke to chill, running crime through the streets,moving up in ranks to make a kill, loyalty,power, respect for the game, don't question why I bloodied up ya name, cause i roll wit bad boy killas never seen to catch but quick to snatch, any bitch from the streets that don't collect my cash,found in a dumpster full of trash,