This your boy DJ Paul K.O. and representing that 3-6 Mafia.Better far that I should go, standing here against the foe.It's the sweeter death to know, better than a bloody stain on some highway where I'm laying,torn by flying glass and pain.Better calling death to come, than to die another dumb, muted victim in the slum.Better than if this prison rot, if there's any chance I've got, kill me here on the spot.Better for my fight to wage, now while my blood boils with rage, less it cool with ancient age.Better violent for us to die, than to Uncle Tom and try, making peace just to live a lie.Better now I say my sooth, I'm gonna die demanding truth, while I'm still acting a youth.Better now than later on, now that the fear of death is gone, never mind another dawn, Mafia.