fuck rappin and rymin, im the biggest murderer
cant stop me, im like a fuckin power surger
drop better rhymes than dre on the chronic
knock you on your ass quicker than gin and tonic
dont put up ur gloves, there no use to even defend
we gotta fend for ourselves, but its always the same end
either behind bars or dead in the streets
can hardly put shoes on our feet, cant make ends meet
so now we gotta resort to rhymin or sellin rock
to c death in the D, its not really a shock
after the first time you c it you become numb to it
Bush is no help, but it looks like that bum dun blew it
9-11, sirens sound, in another great depression
the ghettos expandin, and no sight of supression
thats y we gotta resort to this 9 and make it fatal
because the 9 to 5 wont put food on the table



enjoy, tell me how it is