The Third Always Speaks The Unspeakable Words.

We All Gonna Die, We Bleed From Similar Veins.

You Need To Hit The Door, Search For A New Guy. Cause I Only Got One Night In Town.

Be Grateful For Blessings, Don't Ever Change, Keep Your Essence. The Power Is In The People And Politics We Address.

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

God Damn! Drug Dealers Dealin' To The Kiddies, Livin' In The City Ain't No Pity On The Itty-bitty. We Try To Cry, But Still They All Die, I Try To Speak To The Youth, And The Truth Is: They All High.