They say pu$$y and paper is poetry power and pistols.
Before we find world peace, we gotta find peace in the war on the streets.
Though are hands are chained like they are, they haven't taken music from us yet. So that's how I'll fight. People tell me don't quit like everyone else. I wont have no fear.
Got shot 5 times but I'm still breathing... living proof there's a God if you need a reason.
Through every dark night, there's a bright day after that.
It's a constant man-ego-check going on in the streets, in this world.