Now these pussy neggaz investing money on us, go on and get re-up motherfucker, we ain't dead, we are the diamond on earth, that ain't been found, we are the underground king and we ain't been crowned, when we rhyme, something special happen every time, we are the goat, we shine, something like Ngannou in his prime, we walk the block with the bundles bucks, we swing like O-G when we rumble, show your face what our single blow do, got a temper negga go head, lose your head, turn your back on us get shot ans lose your legs, WE walk around gun on the waist, chip on our shoulder on the west, till we bust a clip in your face, pussy this beef ain't over in case nothing wouldn't bé special if it wasn't for gain, joy wouldn't feel good if it wasn't for pain, death gotta easy 'cause life is full of danger, it will leave you physically, mentally and emotionally scarred this if for my neggaz on the block twisted tresse and cigars, for my neggaz on lock doing life begind bars, i know only god can judge me 'cause i see things clear, words of lord sound fathomless here, god can make us live a hundred years or less, we live high with good fellas, you can call us the don like Sankara by any means with our gun in the palm, let neggaz ride on us, i though we was cool why you want us to die homie get pride or die, get rich or die, only thing we know negga