And every day that I awake
I say a prayer and I give thanks
That I'm alive and I am glad
That I've been given
one more chance
My eyes are open, now I see
The powers dwelling within me
I've done the deeds,
I've cleared my head
Now I am clean back from the dead
Wait stop, stop
Hold on, hold on, hold on
I got this new head on my shoulders
and I'm lookin' for justice
So gladly seekin' out b*tches that
decided to talk sh*t
You want conflict? Well I got
it and I ain't gonna stop
Until I drop or take that
motherf*ckin' place on top
Ain't given it back when I take
that place
As a matter of fact let's cut
to the chase
Gonna take that spot on
top of the list quick!
Call it statutory rape
You want some beef?
Better bring a fork
Cause I'm never gonna pass the torch
Gonna keep goin' with the flows exposin'
you hoes to show you I'm more important
A lil' bit of dirt mixed with the mud ,a
lil' bit of rock mixed with a thug
Gotta good heart inside my chest and a lil'
bit of gangster in my blood
Been to jail I've been to prison,
went to hell and had a vision
Was presented with a decision
to change how I was livin'
Gotta give it up, gotta give it back
I've had enough, gotta get intact
As a matter of fact gotta get these kats in check
and stack these f*cking racks
Gotta get that cheese,
gotta get that bread,
Gotta get that dough, gotta get ahead
Gotta cut no slack
to these motherfuckin' punks
Back from the dead - go!