RICH N.I:
five, twenty-nine, seventy-eight is the greatest day on earth//
increased the worlds worth, the date of my birth//
the delivery was a breeze, so nice i squeesed through causing no hurt//
no harm to my mom as im placed in her arms//
i see the tears in her eyes as im embraced by her palms//
meanwhile im calm, and quiet, no one knew that i would soon storm like a monsoon and be so violent//
but for the moment im silent, im consumed by the love in her face, skin
so vibrant//
as im moved to the room where the infants are admired, thats when i
explode, and introduce the world to a tyrant//
everyone excited, trying to ease my feelings as my temper gets fired//
that was just a sign of things to come, fast forward as time expires//
age 10, no swings with tires, just fist fights and getting beat with
wires//
belts, and switches... never cried when i got the welts cause i was
taught tears are for bitches//
not poor, but i would only hear of the riches//
a little older, went through years of stiches//
was made fun of, i wasnt what i appeared in distance//
no one was near to get a clear picture of who Rich is//
this was before all the beers and liquor persisted//
now much older and my liver quivers with sheer resistance//
i got so much to say, it just to bad nobody hears or listens//
as a matter of fact, im surprised my body is still intact and havent
given myself a heart attack//
years of abuse has knocked my screws loose and i think i lost my mind
some time back, but who's//
countin, excuse me for runnin off at the mouth and... fuck it...thats it...man im out

MeNTiLL:
November 1985, I came alive, Yea, That was tha birth of MeNTiLL
Doctors said my chances of livin' were deprived, Mom's didn't have tha essentials
But on tha second day of tha month. I popped out, They got suspenseful
My bodily form was stenciled, I became one who'd communicate wit paper and pencils
I had tha credentials, Only, I was half black and white, They said that was an insult
But shit, My parents caught a fever in tha jungle, ANd it's not MeN's fault
But men fall, As many times as I did, Until I took my first step
And after that, I kept fallin' into pain, But thru time it hurt less
I wasn't perfect, God surrounded me by luv, But it was worthless
Did it happen on purpose? I juss wasn't tha same man I showed on tha surface
I toyed wit tha serpent, Had my hammock on tha Knowledge tree in tha garden of eden
Me and Satan started to exchange blows, I was bobbin' and weavin
I was fed up wit leavin', Pretty soon I even started to slip
I couldn't get a grip, Lucifer pured sum henny, I was offered a sip
Broke tha script, Cuz sumwhere hidden it was written I was 2 be an angel
But I must of been thrown of tha balcony of heaven, Wit weights tied to my ankles
Star spangled, But not a banner, That was my head when I was dazed
I was one of tha strays, I walked off path, And followed my ways
I wasn't praised, Satan threw his right hand out to me I wanted to touch it
Nobody was my crutches, If I wanted life I had to do it on my own, So I said fucc it