[Intro: Julius] Luciano in this b**h It's that type of sh** right here make a n***a wanna finish frustrations and sh** Check it, I say [Verse I: Julius] Life is f**ed up When I say that I'm certain When I say that I'm searching For a statement to replace that a**ertion Used to be hot headed to the point, my wave cap was burning This dates back to birth when I was young I felt I ain't have a purpose To make matters worse I was staying mad exerting Energy. The sh** I seen was way past disturbing What I observed made me mad 'till I became mad observant I stick with a migraine In my great mind 'till my hate migrates To mics might take time A plight make rhymes Treat life like a dice game Nah that advice ain't mine f** chance I live by fate I'm Positive that rap'll survive On hip-hop, the mister There's no ladder that I can't climb Hip-hop is in a box, but the box ain't prime It's made of solid hate It's locked in chains Let's stock a change So, every eye in the box stays prying Me, I fight for my same kind I'm a monotheist This not a shot at Jesus I praise god I pray to Yahweh Some say [?] If you say yours, than I say mine If you a Christian, be a Christian but for Christ sakes mind Your biz. Invading my space you guys ain't time I'm on a mission; I cannot waste time Wait a minute where my fitted? Cap low to mask my bad mood You read my mood wrong, get it backwards that's doom For you. I'm upsetting pa** some bad news My pump stop you abruptly, my gat is that rude Never sat in cla**rooms Only academic I knew was my sagging denim While you cats was at school I was stacking, scratching Not bagging crack Shrooms or acid tabs The dude who ran with rap crews Pop was ghostly, never had a dad dude Shook when I was in the womb. A ba*tard that soon The sh** s**ed, yeah my past got a vacuum Feeling to it, I'm feeling you I'm past it that's cool I got a MAC to plastic bag you Crackers that view Us like tapping black coons My swagger has plumed Hand me cash or it's clap and tap pew BRRRRA TA TA BOOM!