You Ni**az Get Me Sick, Wannabe Soundin

I Think Hip-hop Could Help Rebuild America, Once Hip-hoppers Own Hip-hop... We Are Our Own Politicians, Our Own Government, We Have Something To Say. We're Warriors. Soldiers.

Born Alone, Die Alone, No Crew To Keep My Crown Or Throne

All I Need Is One Mic One Beat, One Stage One Ni%$a Frontin' My Face On The Front Page Only If I Had One Gun, One Girl And One Crib One God To Show Me How To Do Things His Son Did.

When I Try To Sound Like The Contemporary Sound, It Never Turns Out That Way.

At One Point, The Old School Club Retires And You're Next Up To Bat, But If You Stop Before Your Time, You Will See Someone Else Live Your Dream.