Thug Life hit me like the Holy ghost.
Before I write I let my mind go blind and let the lord do his thing.
Misplaced hate makes disgrace the races.
I feel like Black Jesus got his hands on me and guides me through life to put me where I'm supposed to be.
So many other things for us to see, Things to be, Our history so full of tragedy and misery.
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.