Throw it up y'all, throw it up, Throw it up, Let's show these fools how we do this on that west side. Cause you and I know it's tha best side.

Instead of war on poverty, they got a war on drugs so the police can bother me.

Gotta get a tight grip, don't slip, loose lips, sank ships, it's a trip, I love the way she licks her lips.

Whatever you see you gotta keep a sense of humor; you gotta be able to smile through all the bullshit.

I'm not a gangsta rapper. I rap about things that happen to me. I got shot five times. People was trying to kill me.

A woman bought you into this world, so you have no right to disrespect one.

But tomorrow I see a change, a chance to build anew, built on Spirit, intent of heart, and ideas based on truth. Tomorrow I wake with second wind and strong ideas of pride. I know I fought with all my heart to keep the dream alive.