[Produced by Stephen Niday]
[Intro: Malcolm X]
No, I don't worry. I'll tell ya, I'm a man who believed that I died twenty years ago, and I live like a man who is dead already. I have no fear whatsoever of anybody or anything
[Verse]
Every day I look in the mirror and close my eyes
‘Cause seein' myself is like seein' someone about to die
With the knife stuck in his back, blood all in the cul de sac
Everybody tryin' to help but they were too late to react
Now his soul up in the Heavens but his body still on Earth
He get lost up in the herbs and he can't write another verse
He can't right a single wrong, he can't sing another song
He be lookin' like he strong but deep down he know it hurts
They be talkin' all that jazz, I be spittin' on they truth
Wonder why I hit like Ruth when I be swingin' with my dukes
I woke up to all the yellin' but don't talk about my feelings
Ain't no softy, you a Aubery, I'm a Rocky, I'm not sorry
Pardon me, pardon me but I was talkin' all my sh**
Won't let it happen again even if they got a clip
Real men don't cry, many men wish d**h
I'mma go out like Pac and do this sh** without a vest
Cleanse my soul in Hennessy and wash that sh** with jealousy
Commit another felony like that's the only remedy
The recipe for destiny be hittin' hard as ecstasy
Heavily medicated melody inside a reverie
Heavenly, heavenly father why you so far away?
Every memory has a bar that's hard to say
So I get lost in a blue dream with a little 40
Eat the fruit, the pain will be back shortly
Breathe, and breathe
And believe that one day we will all be set free
Until then I'mma bleed for you and for me
So please, just please, rest your eyes and go to sleep
I'm a martyr, you can see all of the scars
I'm a martyr, do not be alarmed
I'm a martyr, I'mma die for my cause
I'm a martyr, with plans of being a god