*begins with 2 minutes of samples and instrumental* When I'm talkin' rhyme time To blow your mind time some say It's nothing worse than a verse To hear some n***a curse They call me rude some dudes fiery attitude Claimin' I boast and smoke And sometimes sing the blues I twang metal and settle Try to never back pedal From the power some got To get a n***a shot The null and void I avoid I test the paranoid Never had to be bad My mama raised me mad So what I got is hot I love my life a lot I'm never sad just glad That's why I thank my dad Once they never gave a f** about What I said Now they listen and they want my head This is what I mean a anti-n***a machine Instead of peace the police Just wanna wreck and flex On the kid What I did was try to be the best So they fingered the trigger Figured I was a bigger n***a And started to search And so I headed West Went to Cali a rally Was for a brothers d**h It was the fuzz who shot him And not the blood or cuzz I wondered why it was like So I just held my mic But in my mind I was blind So I just tried to find A reason we was quick Just the way that we was So I just stayed in the crib Until I got a buzz... [Outro – Flavor Flav (Big Daddy Kane)] What man, what? What is it, man? (It's Kane, G) Yeah, boy! What's up, G? (Yo man, me and Ice Cube got this movie in effect you with it?) Yeah man! Yo Chuck, man, check this out man, Kane and Ice Cube wanna go [?] they wanna go to the movies man, you with it? C'mon man get your a** out the shower, let's go, man!