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.

Burnin' churches, fearin' God, Who can be so cruel, We all ignorant to AIDS, Till it happens to you.

In my brain all I think about is fame.

Heaven ain't hard to find; all you gotta do is look.

Love IS the People's Power

It seems like every time you come up something happens to bring you back down.

Our unborn never got to grow, never got to see what's, next, In this world full of countless threats.