In My Mind I'm A Blind Man

Did You Hear About The Rose That Grew From A Crack In The Concrete? Proving Nature's Laws Wrong, It Learned To Walk Without Having Feet. Funny, It Seems To By Keeping It's Dreams; It Learned To Breathe Fresh Air. Long Live The Rose That Grew From Concrete When No One Else Even Cared.

I Don't Bang For The Color Or The Land. I Bang For The Principles And For The Honor. I'm Bangin' For The Westside- This Is In My Heart, This Is How I Feel.

They Wanna Censor Me, They Ratha See Me In A Cell, Livin' In Hell, With Only A Few Of Us To Live To Tell.

Killing Ain't Fair, But Somebody Gotta Do It.

My Mother Taught Me Three Things: Respect, Knowledge, Search For Knowledge. It's An Eternal Journey.