...see, look, 3184 amber equals 10.21.1983 amber's born date
so look, weight, that my mind's burdened with, ay, the core base
of conspiracy against my reserection must be the world bank
my slickson ave ngaz took a score down, my uup crew, no more thanks
if beys wwiiith me, the ba'em family know my uncle, but I'm the bul that
survived my own murder by them, I don't point fingers, I ups the score, facts
and I been owned the kenzo' files ever since I stepped in on the eleven fifteen oh five incident
over the wu' dance, a nigga murdered then & I knew it then, no outside vs will survive vs, the end
sue wwiii gotta' do this together now, huh, time to die'ah if tease not appeasing me
and amber said her street's broad and ellsworth where that u.s. gov't agent tried debriefing me
the new jersey turnpike ain't got a chance in hell, my el'ev8tor ride to and from He'll's the range
wherever they from I'm there with a lump sum, I reign shellz on any region to ferment remains
tell that dumb shit to who believe it then, this ain't the premise, my kill ratio ain't got a blemish
my calling's the whole s.p. blacks finest original legends page and me, I ain't here to sell it
no birdsong from a stool pigeon has an effect once I cash a reality check on his ash
I know o.t. means outta'-town, the real is I'm what too real is, no salary caps on my cast...