A thug don't believe in yesterdayI want bud and a green escalateCall me bug but I feel escapadesHow much I *, feel free, estimateFour hits a day, 28 a weekFour hits straight in 2003Shorty's fame bowed down on meThe stories changed, wanted now overseasSpread the word in the number one marketI spread the herb in the blunt and sparkin'I send your herds on a hunt, sky darkestI bet your herd lost, man dies walkin'I lost some on the way to fameI lost touch, some don't stay the sameNow what the *, we all aim for the gameI fill my cup cause I'm stayin' and you ain't not playin'When I see you hop, bitch, motherfucker, find youCut your tongue, I will find youI be the most stepped on, till I speak my pieceAnd for sure my tech's strong when you release the beastAnd we still struggle on for EastI gotta survive, so God got a nine to fiveAnd now I wear a disguise and look in the eyesOf him and meTearing the lines while I'm listeningTo Leviathan while sittin' in the linesThen I work a wonder with 16How you wonderin' what the * means?Make you wonder then if I switch teamsNah, I'm black, the loyalty's deadEven though there ain't no royalty's headsCan't see and you ought to be scaredCigar jaws, put your * in the airsAll the war niggas better prepareNew world order, makin' timeSure the war is declared on IslamAnd not the terrorism put in the airSo see my vision in the cypher sixHear the righteousness, I'm tight when I spitWithout a gimmick, no surprise when I ripSix live, six live, six liveYou know?Well, I grow weak or develop muscleGet in this huddle and realize that lifeIs one hell of a hustleAnd I'm one hell of a hustlerNever get held up a customThey say the feds got a slight problemGet an adjustmentI ain't an honest ChristianI'm a hustlin' MuslimI don't trust my labelCause they business corruptedFrom Dusk to Dawn to the Dusk it dustedTo the Bad Martin and the guns get busted21 gun salute, wonderfulWhat you gonna do when the man comes for you?You can't just sit back and get comfortableCause the devil inside will conquer youBig Sal don't give a * who you cool withI'll snatch you in Amsterdam, have you pushing up tulipsAnd I won't give a * if your lawyer's JewishI'll be on hard liquor but mush in your bar mitzvahWe can meet for the battle at dawnWe stay tight, see your mans all split like condomWatch the hollow tip, pen in your chip, witness is goneThought you had the drop on me, I'm thick, gotta be wrongYou weak like Heron, fiend, my team's drunkTerror * like I'm Bin Laden, plottin' with SaddamJust a chess pawn, I'm not a king, I'm not a kingDead man like Charon, underdogsThrow rocks at your tanks like HebronMy mouthpiece shine in your mind like GoldanStep George Bush right in his lawn in WashingtonEscape route mapped to this shack in KingstonLay low like I'm Snoop with my troops until it's calmMy songs keep your best bitch wet like rainstormDroppin' hard to my leather napalm in VietnamThese niggas spaced out like they one of the JetsonsI stay earth, spit in the verse, float in Scribe's armsSuckers wanna hang, this ain't Christmas, stop wishin'Spit lines with a thousand rhymes an hourGenerate horse powers, most in season, soft cowardsMe and the mic's like horse and carriageSuck all of the awkward challenge, you don't want to challengeBeen in the scene, been a pro since 16Hotter than hell, I'm on fire like Bruce SpringsteenSmoke a Dutch, split domes like coconutTime to leave, partner, no room for the both of usGot shots to share, don't care if the cops is nearI'm everlasting, like that * Vox is rareBetter push some weights instead of pushing your luckYou could get bit by a dog or get hit by a dog, you know what I mean?I trucked from Europe to Asia, nothing can save yaKMC, overbeats in CroatiaThis here's a collector's item, means how do I care?Otherwise the F will chop off your hands without careMan without fears, I still get on planesI'm on featherweight, I will settle the caseSeveral ways, choose one, refuse noneAnything goes, kid got a loose tongueBig mouth, bloody, thrown into a shithouse, buddyHow about have your life switched out, money?Alone in the dark, no coming home to your sweetheartAll because of lack of moneyGot street smarts, retard, it's a cold worldHell on earth, elbows first, elbow spaceThis is not Melrose Place or Beverly Hills90210, more like crime on cruise controlRefuse to vote, I do politics my wayUntil my D for die day