It's Foul What This Money Could Do,

Man, Me And Biggie Were The Biggest Artists In New York. When He Passed, I Was So Messed Up. My Attitude Was Messed Up About Him Dying. There Was An East-west Thing Back Then, And I Was In War Mode.

It's A Thin Line Between Paper And Hate, Friends And Snakes, Nine Millis And Thirty-eights, Hell Or The Pearly Gates...i Was Destined To Come, Predicted, Blame God, He Blew Breath In My Lungs.

God Gushed Me Out His Nuts, The Devil Swallowed Me Up And I Burnt A Hole In His Guts

My First Record - It Was 1991. I Was 16 Years Old. My First Album Came Out When I Was 20. So, I've Been Here That Long And I Still Have The Passion To Do It.

I'm The Young City Bandit, Hold Myself Down Singlehanded For Murder Raps, I Kick My Thoughts Alone, Get Remanded Born Alone, Die Alone, No Crew To Keep My Crown Or Throne I'm Deep By Sound Alone, Caved Inside In A Thousand Miles From Home