runin kicking shit & looking out most rappers ain't got no structure lil hard-headed lil motherfuckers but our grind an cocoa was da purest running falls summer through da years robbing bandanas whattin ova our ears lighting those tears turnt into flames had to survive outta hunger pains graduated ta daTool game With all I had I paid my dues mane dodging coppers old timers wasn't listening whatever they said about it grab a blizzy that's how I'm feeling bout it My heart laced with it's bloody knives Soo karma,Chucky coming back around wanted all da smoke ain't no backing down comtiplanted weither I shld I shot myself Will this story of life still go on an on