To me, I feel that my game is strong. I feel as thought I'm a shining prince, just like Malcolm, and I feel that all of us are shining princes, and if we live like princes, then whatever we want can be ours. Anything.

To me, I feel that my game is strong. I feel as thought I'm a shining prince, just like Malcolm, and I feel that all of us are shining princes, and if we live like princes, then whatever we want can be ours. Anything.

Oh Lord, help me change my ways, Show a litlle mercy on judgement day, It aint me I was raised this way, Never let em' play me for a busta, Makin' hell for a huslter.

Give me a paper and pen, so I can write about my life of sin. A couple of bottles of gin, in case I don't get in.

Institutionalized, I live my life a product made to crumble.

We ain't meant to survive, cause it's a setup, And even though you're fed up, Huh, ya got to keep your head up.

Even thugs cry, but do the Lord care?