Reincarnated like a melted liquid, incarsonated in a rap prison
im more hated than tha time god had them nails hit in him
im articulate, never pointless, an addtictive rush
thatll see me go platnium plus, a genious
an incessant feeling, a blessing to an adolescent thru meaning
quite pleasant, until i heard heaven has no healing
to fiction im imperior, so an infictional listener
hailed campahines to terror, makes me a polictical prisoner
like mutulu shakur, 60 years in a cell, makes it 60 years in hell
im in an indoor war, but tha troops is marching on a carpet floor
to sell market rap, from treach to death i stretch a harpet of cash
most consiensious, to a load of nonsence, thru an ear ova a mic
no media hype, im tha superior sight, that you hear every night
tha senior kind, a carear thru rhymes, got my gear with no tears to cry
a dangerous slogan, too keep me rollin, heres my tooken
skate snowin, u hate knowin i culd put a whole in u like a doughnut
i bust slugs as quick as it takes for u to hiccup
i love thugz, on to my methods, these words are my weapons
u seemed apologetic, like u didnt appriciate me wreckless
this lifes still hectic, snatch his neckless, never let it affect us
Chorus: this word of thought, was all i was taught
to ponder on a gift, an no longer put up with ur shit
to pump from my trunk these mysteries, tha lunchbox to history
Tha fabulous kid, i spit for happiness to live, to also be positive
no gladness in fibs, like laxotives make u shit, no panic i can manage one rip
i want encouragment, i got tha nourishment, but not enough supplement
dead bodies lay in there hundreds, we choose to play in our bandages
i need a favour from these words, thank lelia steinberg, helped pac enter this world
ive been cut up an framed, like a pitball mauled at my brain
so often labeled insane, but theres more justice from rap than there is in chains
from afeni, never greedy, feed u tha power to see me, this world needs me
im now needy, they tryin to screw with you, this life is cruel
indulge in these rules, my pulse nothing new to, tha rate it changed you
a fine knowledge, giv me tha porridge in this eternal journey, every term im servin
each hurts learnin, when i hear so many ppl lyin, aids multiplying
safe sex is wasteless in a tasteless enviorment, even tha dead be dieing
do we all stay thugged, like ray luv, an bug to other niggaz
never ignorant i print it like a sticker from tha richest to drug dealers
i reach tha nation, an teach education, continously flowing
to breathe in an speak out what u need to b knowin, like a current in tha ocean
a plaque is now a nack to have, since rap was my only glance at a great chance
Chorus: this word of thought, was all i was taught
to ponder on a gift, an no longer put up with ur shit
to pump from my trunk these mysteries, tha lunchbox to history