(with Through The Wire beat by Kanye West)

Uh, this is dedicated to my dawg stephon, uh huh,

we was jus chillin, and then i got shot down,
took a look around, saw my niggaz on da ground,
hearin the sounds of evil, i got the unbeleiveilbe,
in a cerebel, its a act of evil, but htese weapons are leathel,
to me and my homies, but niggas we refugees, we bashin,
and the blood clots in my chest, took action, no satisfaction,
stashin da weed, fuck da fasion, wearin rags, and lastin, never maxin,
this goes out to all my homies in da JH,
for all my niggaz who got caught slingin in the 9-8
or for all my niggaz who got shot down on a Friday,
im to young and short, to be going to court,
gon get stabbed tonight by this man named marteen,
goda fight him at the movies, so im on my hands and knees,
praying to god sayin Jesus Please, coz im like Ali,
float like a butterfly, and sting like a bee,
fuck thee lyrics coz it don’t make nuttin wit out a beat….