this here fucking street, street,got me At real fucking times thinking,thinking,when will i finally get my fucking time two really, really,fucking shine up on this here muthafuckin microphone,why do they find it,it,so,so,damn hard two fucking like my fucking hustle & my serious,serious grind everything fuckin time that fucking decide two pickup this mic inside my hand,hey,hey, Chicago's six,i guess they can't fucking"SEE" that you are really, really, bleeding deep, deep,down inside of you,and they can't really, really,"SEE" All these scars that this here muthafuckin RAP,RAP,GAME,have already put up on your fuckin SOUL,from the muthafuckin cradle to the grave, i fuckin put on my heart& fuckin SOUL,that im going two keep on,keep on,giving you All that i can from this here sweat that keeps comin from my veins, don't it straight up looks just like im straight up bleeding from my pores you can straight up look down on my head it really, really,do looks just like i fucking got A fucking real ASS CROWN of BIG-ASS THORNS dugged deep inside my head,and from All these wounds can't none of you.FANS & HATERS can't fuckin "STOP" this here bleeding,from my fucking heart pumping so,so,fast up in this here muthafucking RAP,RAP,GAME,im straight up standing up in this here muthafuckin booth with this here muthafuckin jesus piece on my black ASS chest,as i fucking look down At fuckin jesus eyes, I can straight up"SEE" TEARS DROPS OF BLOOD, bleeding from his eyes,i can straight feel him weeping from All these RAPPER who AND lost their hearts& SOULS up this here greedy,greedy, ASS RAP,RAP,GAME,HELL I ALMOST FORGOT TWO FUCKIN pour out some of this liquor from this GOLD LABEL BOTTLE OF champagne for all my fuckin truth soldiers & real fuckin RAPPERS dead & gone,fuckin ASH Two ASH & DUST two DUST from which we All fuckin come from And that which we All must fuckin return my heart & SOUL keeps on,keeps on, beating up in this here cutthroat game,my fuckin HEART & SOUL keeps on,keeps on,beating up in this here cutthroat game,thats why that always feels just like,feel just like,im fuckin bleeding, bleeding,inside of this here muthafuckin RAP,RAP,GAME, Chicago's six why do you feel,feel,just like you fuckin bleeding, bleeding inside, cause All the real fuckin rap-niggas is steady,steady,dieing up in this rap,rap,game,and my fucking heart and SOUL feels,feels,so,so,broken,so,so, broken, cause sometimes it just don't fuckin feel right two fuckin say it,it fuckin feels, feels,just like true HIP-HOP is fuckin death and gone,true muthafuckin RAP up in this here GAME is so fuckin WATER DOWN, what ever happen two the real serious favor of the furious funk, can somebody please, please tell me, where didn't serious RAP and Hip-hop disappeared two up in this here rap,rap,game,thats why my fuckin heart&soul is bleeding and bleeding cause it always fuckin feels,feels,just like true hip hop is really, really,truly dearh and gone up in my mind,thats why i keepon,i keep on, standin here with here muthafuckin mic inside my hand, straight up tryin two bring back muthafuckin spark back up in this muthafuckin hip-hop and muthafuckin RAP RAP GAME,who Am I ,I AM the heart& SOUL OF RAP,RAP,GAME, Chicago's six thats who IAm IM the ALL consuming DRIVING FORCE who can not be knock up of the RAILS of this fast moving HIP-HOP TRAIN,up in this here RAP,RAP,GAME ..im just bleeding all my heart & SOUL up on this microphone im just bleeding All my HEART& SOUL up on this here microphone....