won't be televised TURN OFF THE RADIO! My neck...my back...they put a noose on my neck and whips on my back! My neck...my back...you got a tie around
just hangin' with trues give it up to my Creator & that you can quote but mothafuckas still see me as a scapegoat yeah like that night when Biggie died at Quincy Jones spot like
he's stealing my rights Actually I just like to gripe (WB2: West Hartford, what!) because my skin is white I hate my dad, see, cuz he don't like Paying
My niggaz Mobb Deep, drink wit us My nigga Icarus, drink wit us My nigga Layzie Bone, drink wit us My homey Mixey Slick, drink wit us Ol' Dirty Bastard drink wit us My
and start to act good, hahahahaha! [Daz] Who mashes with the crazy, illest niggaz in town? (I do) Killin willingly, who got the right to make a sound? My sound
an accident and pick up another man I went to the bank to cash my cheque I get more respect from the mutha-fuckin' dope man The Grammy's and the American music shows pimp us like
oh diddy oh Ahhhh Ahhhh Konvict Ahhhh Ahhhh Konvict music Yeah The pressure's buildin' up I feel like givin' up How in the fuck am I gonna back my first
feel honored I put my life on these tracks You act like you wanna forget me for the facts Luckily my therepy is the rap I just bare my soul, I don't expect
music, it's drug related You can buy it on the corner get a radio and play it It always sounds better when you turn it up loud Rap music let these motherfuckers
stand the mic in hand with my rapporteur And I like the fans Spendin grands Cause we got the fire I merchandise like 5 g's every half an hour And you cry like