Yeah, welcome, uh-huh, and Mr. X to the Z, listenAll praise is due to the most high And everything perceived by my third eyeI was raised a Jehovah's Witness Found quickly nothing was in it* that organized religion I'm a soldier with a visionAddiction was not an option Give me a fighting chanceI fight any nigga and drop him Yeah, I seen motherfuckers get mutilatedSeparated, disintegrated, I barely made it Yeah, you motherfuckers don't want noneGatling, yeah, I see motherfuckers get mutilatedI named my own son after a huge gun Yeah, that means I'm really with the bullshitAnd I don't waste no time My time is precious in the pulpitSee me, I'm up and done with religion Come on and break meYou're stepping into suspicion Come on and blame meYou thought the way was to listen But now you're stuck in the streetsAnd ain't nobody but prison Come on and see meI'm up and done with religion Come on and break meYou're stepping into suspicion Come on and blame meYou thought the way was to listen But now you're stuck in the streetsAnd ain't nobody but prison Come on and break meWordsmith, the gun toter, the gun holder I'm insane poetry, you shouldn't come closerUh, you know you * with a soldier Past the point of no return, with no concernfor you Uh, you can smell death from my cologneIt's all action when I come bless the microphone King claiming the type to write the poemTo manipulate your mind while I penetrate your spineWith a sharp object pushed inside of you rapidlyDone with the gun, I'm up and down with religion Come on and break meYou're stepping into suspicion Come on and blame meYou thought the way was to listen But now you're stuck in the streetsAnd ain't nobody but prison Come on and see meI'm up and done with religion Come on and break meYou're stepping into suspicion Come on and blame meYou thought the way was to listen But now you're stuck in the streetsIn the streets and ain't nobody but prisonCause when I speak on a dealYou know I'm top of my gameThat's what I'm spittin', it's realSo stay the hell out my laneI might be gone for a whileAnd then I'm poppin' againLike writing stories to countAnd fighting life in a bidYou find yourself in the loudFor even competein' with meJust like the life you can't passYou know my strength you can't seeYou say you bang with the bestBut put the colors asideIs it the best that you bangOr were your kids with your prideYou need to humble yourselfYou in the eyes of the LordCause when they asked for your helpYou then responded with soresI can't imagine the weightThat said that you were the bestBecause you ran into meAnd now you failed on this testSee me, I'm up and done with religionCome on and break meYou steppin' into suspicionCome on and blame meYou thought the way was to listenBut now you steppin' in the streetsAnd ain't nobody but prisonCome on and sue meI'm up and done with religionCome on and break meYou steppin' into suspicionCome on and blame meYou thought the way was to listenBut now you steppin' in the streetsAnd ain't nobody but prisonCome on