I stay fly dressed to impress all the girls like B.I.G.
man u kno its me look to the sky and say R.I.P.
to all legends fallen but they in ghetto heaven ballin
lookin down hopin we do right without 911 callin
stop stallin i "rush in" and succeed like "Stalin"
box the block and crush makin everyone fallin
to they knees lookin like the bowin to a prince
sayin please no hookin man i'll make u meat mince
ever since 2pac and Biggie talked to me ive changed
looked at the world with a different eye my lifes pained
seein hidden messages within rhymes liftin my times
of stress and no rest dont press me siftin through lines
like sand i move constantly deserts of infinite space
saw truth and finally saw i was part of a limited race

*Stalin was Russian* (If u didnt get it)