Play The Game, Never Let The Game

Somebody Help Me, Tell Me Where To Go From Here Cause Even Thugs Cry, But Do The Lord Care?

I Want There To Be A Life For The Street Element. Instead Of We Always Getting Shut Out. Instead Of Defenseless, Having Power.

Things Change That's The Way It Is.

If I Could Patent 'being Real', I Think I Could Own That.

You Reached Your Level, You Don't Want Any More. We Asked Ten Years Ago, We Were Askin' With The Panthers, We Were Askin' In The Civil Rights Movement. Now Those Who Were Askin' Are All Dead Or In Jail, Wo What Are We Gonna Do? And We Shouldn't Be Angry!?