Hoping They Bury Me With Ammunition, Weed,

Niggers Was The Ones On The Rope, Hanging Off The Thing. Niggas Is The Ones With Gold Ropes,hanging Out At Clubs.

And Everyday I Read The Paper, There's Another Lie. They Show My Picture For The Crimes Of Another Guy.

I Have No Patience For Anybody Who Doubts Me, None At All.

First Ship Them Dope, Let Them Deal To Brothers, Give Them Guns, Step Back And Watch Them Kill Each Other.

Everybody’s At War With Different Things…i’m At War With My Own Heart Sometimes.