Against all odds leading the troops on a path of destruction/ My back against the wall searching for a reason to bust it/ You know i clutch it them 357's making you piss turn hard if you one no more pussy fucking for your dick/ Got a scheme to get rich filty but it pays making money across these seas proceed this life for fame/ All of my ways reflecting from my old man deliver piece to these streets that was my fuckin plan/ But Down the line i guess i slip fallen in the dark fell off the tracks would somebody put me back apart/ All of my friends turn away so it's me alone show these niggas the chrome and then i wen't home/ Cause down the line this bullshit is never gone, that's why i stay strap everday cause this my only home