youll boys ain't killen nothen or letten nothen die, while ur carrying those tools so stop living that lie, youll got me all the way fucked up ,when you'll ready, I'm where you want me to be , from the cradle to the grave, I'm to old to be playing these games , i quit school cuz of recess, i don't play,no fort night so stop acting like you tuff n stuff cuz i ain't no controller ill destroy all thoughts, without no feelings, I'm the type to go all balistic and rip it , as i really fist shit, the old fashion way ,you ain't even ketchen the sanarial an old dawgs off the leash ,on dis beat ,without no material, im more like pac, you will never have a friend like me, we can put on gloves little dawg and I'll show youll tuff love the agape way, and we can see what transpires or what could be, so come on n teach an old dawg new tricks cuz if i don't win, I don't eat, so it's best you sit down and listen to me preach ,and let it sink, and as you may think, just maybe you will stop fucking with me, cuz if you think I'm a bitch ,you can pull my pants down suck my dick and make me a man, and when we get up state im going to make you my bitch, you will be so use to putting kool-aid on your lips cuz where Im from loose lips, sink ships ,and best believe I'm your battle ship.... cuz where I'm from, real men can 't duck and hide ,theres only 4 wallz and the only thing you can do. is to look up at ,is the sky, so real ones only come around once in a life time... Karma life's way of saying goodbye so best believe you reap what you sow, so you can duck and run, but you can't hide.....