know i'm down I'm a rebel, i'm warrior I'm a sad clown That's why i drink til the sun goes down That's why i smoke when i wake up And stay so high Nobody
lingers will cause the enemies to blast that femur Only time will tell if I crash between her God forgive me I?m torn because I?m an angel With a crass
coming to get me I never should have come I hide the time machine I'm running down the hall I think I'm in my old house Pass the place where I grew up
coverin' my ears And save my tears for years, just for the joy But I'm tellin' you boy, not here, I gotta get my paper Will the rapist pull my plug and
Off" I press pause in the bed as a king I let it ring 4 or 5 times Answer while I'm puffin' my green It's Tamika sayin', "Hi Nas" I caught a flashback
my moves, my watch and my jewels Hop in my coupe, dodge interviews like that It's not only my jewels, ice anything, plenty chains Look at my tennis shoes, I
money We in the benz We drive cars We fuck your hoes We taking charge We gettin dough Yall niggas pussy I cut your face I'm in your hood Every fucking
the yeyo then I?m gone We all gonna die telling soldier?s stories When I buck off the gun watch em all duck and run P.E. number one, my Desert Eagle
blouse, You'll miss me when I'm out, Don't leave me when I'm gone, You hatin' fourty-year-olds I'm peein' on your lawn, I treat you like a jon, The way
I prayed with all my might, So fuck waitin' patient, it's a virtue I don't have, I got money on my mind and I want my shit in cash, Fuck a forty acre
yeah, got yourself a gun Yo, I'm livin' in this time behind enemy lines So I got mine, I hope ya (Got yourself a gun) You from the hood, I hope ya (Got
chorus] Yo I'm livin' in this time behind enemy lines So I got mine, I hope you ("got yourself a gun") You from the hood, I hope you ("
sleep Till I raise up on my enemies Let's get pumped for the peeps in Egypt and 400 years of oppression Spread the message I ain't finished diminished
mama covered with a white [incomprehensible] That's right, I'ma be there with my guns Blowin' the spot, I ain't got no hair on my tongues 'Cause where I'm
cause I may do in this world what God sent me if I said that I was gonna die, would I be tellin' the truth would I be lyin' would I be chillin' in
my friend I'm seein nuttin but my dreams comin true While I'm starin at the world through my rearview (see) I'm seein nuttin but my dreams comin true
long and whining road Even though time keeps a changin Ima bring it all back home I been told i spit lyrics wit politics Why wouldnt i? Says negro on my
dome That nigga on the mic str-8 gone *repeat* Huh, so I guess I earned the title 'OG' Been down for ten years, this my fifth Lp I'ma get this one easy