This my life on the line, my life on the paper Spillin what I have to spit, sh**tin all my anger My hunger for rap cause I eat flows and verses Eager to prove to the world I bury others MCs Pay hommage to the greatest, orphin to my movement My tribe called quest gave me chills like a dope fiend Wu signs it ain't about the dollar sign Though I wanna get the cream, no jail, no Shyne I was like flyin away like wayne wid da syrzup The west kept secret, black hippy like the wizards KDot, smokin angels to my sound Even when you're good kid, you take a hit to the ground They all seek the crown but take a look to my crane Fear me rappers like my name was Bane Come and get me I'm ready to shoot on sight Im here with my Common sense, show you The Light [HOOK] This is my book of rhymes, time to shine, nine to five Im about to bring you the fire And I got love for the underground, rest in peace Pimp C But the sh** hit Jersey by the name of Voli And I ain't going to my knees but hater's gonna hate I'll make a change to the game like it's my fate I'm writing my future, ride in my oddysee Im Hip-Hop to d**h like the star was pointin at me New sh**, I'm back to k** the beat, period MCs go crazy, PMS symptoms Maan, it's been a long time comin Waitin for my funeral but here I am speedin I scrap pages to my book they look like they shook But it ain't no such things as half way crooks Fill pages with memories, melodies in my head Pain to my brain, tears I would have shed I got two things in this world, my word and my balls And trust me son, I don't break them for no one This is my last delivery My last piece of peotry The last part of me, Y N O T The last vowel, the last sixteens The last notes I wanne give They say all good things must come to an end As if everything was turning cycles So in the end, I was born to die From roots to ashes, here to testify