I can't feel a field nigga pain,nDevious skill that make a strong-willed nigga wanenSince a li'l nigga hang with the killers and distributers of canenThey dismemberers of swishas and refill it with the Jane,nThen they tilt it and they lit it with the flame,nThen they took a quarter kilo to the brain like n[inhales] ahh,nEvil minded like Crane,nThey became, they deranged,nLike the rover that I rode,nThat was the wings that I drove,nWhen I was a little bit older,nMan, declaring war on the deck like they the Joker,nAll while duckin' from Bruce Wayne,nWhile they polka with the devil in our moon-lit ghetto,n'Hello My Name' stickers on stickers of the veins in rehab,nRemembering the feelings when they used to get mellow,nWhen they was on back of a nickel like Monticello,nIn the underworld, had to be smarter than Donatello,nNo honor amongst fellows,nIt's harder than sittin' with a blind man and,nTrying to describe yellow,nGot me feeling like Killa Joe,nMy life the album,nKnow the classics by heart,nand exactly how the filler go,nRepeat it on my way to the liquor storenn What down, what down? Y'know what In'm sayin? That's why I do what I do. We'll be a'ight, we all be a'ight. We just gotta stay in our lane and do what we know how to do.nnI can't feel a field nigga's chains,nThough I covet mine,nSo I covered mine in bling,nTill I bumped into a bum,nAnd covered mine in shame,nThen I bumped into a hon,nAnd uncovered mine again,nDiamonds done undermined it, man,nThey'll give a nigga with no mack another kind of game,nSee money talk in another kind of slangnDetectives can't decipher as they listen through the wire,nAs I accept the call, and listen to the lifer,nGettin' religion, makin wudu in the sink of his cell,nRecitin' 'Al faa ti ha' in the kitchen,nIndeed on his deen in addition to doin' dishes,nListen as I give school to the rules to rule,nThe fuel of fools, the obstacles to coolnHad to slow it down, homie,nChopped and screwed,nHe said Blow it down for menSticks and stones,nMake the homes, only God's words can stop the wolves,nAnd don't fraternize with pigs, them kids'll think you stool,nNot at the bar, but tryin' to put 'em behind the bar,nLike a bartender,nHe laid the law like the Bar,nSo I put in in the bar and do, nHe said Buy my jewels, and barter fools,n'Cause they a player,nLike the space bar in tubes,nTheme music to a driveby,nPut it in your car and cruise!