Wakin up, prayin n hopin you can't see tha sun
Life is tough but it ain't nuthin compared 2a standin in fronna a gun
Point bein, you tired of it already but you ain't ready for it 2 be done
So any gun pointed at ya better be set to stun
Cuz the feelin makes ya numb, so ya can't feel it no mo
Got matrix vision, death replayin in slo-mo
And ya motives know fa sho the difference between stop n go
The only cops you pullin over fo is the plea of ya own ho
Set ya own goals n fame is one of em
Any opposition in my way? We finna drug em
Adrenaline buildin up til we mean muggin
You say you a gangsta with a firearm then you buggin
Cuz the mos vicious get in harms way within arms reach
No bullet holes in ya shirt, but holes between ya teeth
Puttin throwed ish on paper, and this is why we livin
NOT 2a be gangsta, but 2 show ya why we livid...


What u think?

And everytime I mention "We"... I ain't sure who I'm talkin bout... It's like... I'm talkin bout me myself n I