...in the middle of Little Italy little did we know that we riddled some middleman who didn't do diddily

I blow my own mind like Nirvana, and go the whole nine like Madonna.

I'm a living abortion.

Scholars, street knowledge, Carter kids stuck in the projects.

Violence existed before our music was even suggested.

Battery never dies, the ghetto keeps me wise.

Power just makes you reject destiny and devour your fate.