"Cause the feeling - is gooooone! (Ghost!) And I must - get it back! " {Statik Selektah!} Trust me, nothing prepares us! (trust!) They never say gettin' money slows your prayers up! (uh!) We already in Hell; nothin' can scare us! (nothin'!) We already fly high, nothin' can air us! (fly hiiigh!) Came from the underground so I stay grounded, Astounded - by all the bullshit that I founded. (bullshit!) A wise man can lose juice soon as he gain jewels; Life get real and you think of the pains you grew. (you thinkin'!) This is that makin' a change, you let your man tell it (let your man tell it!) Blowin' chronic; am I demonic or angelic? No vanilla Dutch, fuck it! Get the pain tell it; Rollin' one sheet; thinkin' 'bout my rap sheet! (think!) Sellin crack'll have you runnin' like a track meet (RRRRUN!) Watchin' your back - on every other back street. I started so young; why you think I'm so numb? (I'm NUMB!) You can't feel shit and only like real shit. "You can act stupid if you wanna! " "Li-li-li- like you don't know what block I'm front of! "D-Block - layin 'em down! " "And I ain't never plannin' to stop. - I'm plannin' to rock! " "You kno-, you kno-, you know my name, you heard my raps! " "You know my name, "S.P. and I done been through it all! " "From here on I spit it in rare form! " The Moon stay quiet but the Sun spoke (sssshhh!) Still can't blow away the pain with the blunt smoke. Tryna give my daughter and my son hope; (try!) The shit get rough - when you breathin in the gun smoke. (gettin' rrrrough!) Do it all for a pile of the caaash, Funny! - But I'm rarely (hahahah!) known to smile when I laugh. (that's all!) You can say the pain run deep and I wonder: Do the insane or the sane ones speak? (I wonder!) And I feel like the devil got chains on me, I'm inside but I still feel the rain on me. (it's rainin'!) Like it's comin' through the window or the windshield; Life full of sins'll have you spinnin' like a windmill. (spinnin'!) Contract with God is signed and it been sealed (I'm signed!) See you at the crossroads if everything has been real! (see ya!) I can feel what you can't, And the shit is vice versa so fear what you can't! - Yeah! I told you it is what it is; (it is!) Can't choose how to die but I can choose how to live! (true!) Thought about it just sittin' where I live, Just another ghetto nigga with a million dollar crib. (hahaa!) No hope! - Then I dropped the E and got hoppin', And got hip! - Just so I could get a little guap'! (you get it?) Before that, I used to move rock; (uhh!) With a 4-to-10 job after school workin' stock. (word!) Then I said: "Fuck pickin' up a box! " (fuck that!) So I sold more drugs, started stickin' mo' spots! (uhh!) That's why I thank God for this rap shit, (thank God!) Niggaz be frontin' cause we used to livin backwards.