Thug Life To Me Is Dead.

And Now I'm Like A Major Threat, 'cause I Remind You Of The Things You Were Made To Forget.

Now The Baby's In The Trash Heap Balling.

It Was Tough Sitting In Jail Listening To Jay Leno And Rush Limbaugh And Everybody Making Jokes About Me Getting Shot. And Watching The Media Report All Kinds Of Lies About Me, Like That I Got Raped In Jail. That Never Happened. But At Least While I Was Locked Down, All The Inmates Gave Me Props Encouragement, And So Did Lots Of Mothers And Kids, Who Wrote Me Letters Of Support.

If You Can Make It Through The Night, There's A Brighter Day.

Gangsta Rap Is Dead. I've Moved On. And The Raps That I'm Rappin To My Community Shouldn't Be Filled With Rage? They Shouldn't Be Filled With Same Attrocities That They Gave Me? The Media They Don't Talk About It, So In My Raps I Have To Talk About It, And It Seems Foreign Because There's No One Else Talking About It.