[Chorus 2X]

[Chorus 2X] 
He said yeah 
You better come out with your hands up 
We got you surrounded 
I'm in the back 
Changin my outfit 
He said blink 
We gonna send the hounds in 
I said wait 
Cause here I come 
Here I come 
Here I come 
You boys get ready 
Cause here I come 
Here I come 
Here I come 

[Verse] 
I'm soul brother one hunted 
How much charisma 
Could another one stomach 
If I be the prisoner then I wasn't more cunning 
Or wise 
If I come outside I'm not running 
Stone lone wolf of the pack 
The unwanted 
I really got nothin to hide 
I'm bout cuttin 
Go out in a blaze 
Wouldn't pop one button 
I'm a murk half hurt leave the cop dogs huntin 
The pretty black one in the group 
The smooth villain under fire 
Cause I'm pennin the words that move millions 
Slide right in front of your eyes true brilliance 
It's a new bad boy on the rise 
Who feelin it 
New true skill in it 
Y'all the roots still in it 
Ready plus willin it's all the true killer [bad word] 
You know we got them 
Involved 
We too diligent 
They say the music is strong and too militant 

[Chorus] 

Yo 
Black Inc raw life 
In this whatumacallit 
Weed smokin junkie alcoholic 
One foot in the grave 
One foot in the toilet 
Still I'm onstage 
In front of an audience 
Disturbing the peace 
And the local ordinance 
My eta 
I'll arrive by morning 
Money long like the arms on Alonzo Mourning 
Vampire chicks suck blood 
Dusk to dawnin 
Waitin to catch me sleep 

But I'm not yawnin 
They in the vip 
At the garden 
They gon jump me 
When I stop performing 
I got something for them 
Behind the organ 
I always roll deep 
With my squadron 
The sheriff out front 
Gonna sic the dogs in 
That [bad word] talkin bout he got warrants 

[Chorus] 

I'm in the darkness 
Heartless  [bad word] you regardless 
Move with hardness 
Y'all just pressin charges 
It's often injury 
Floss and force my entry 
This peninitentiary 
Knockin [bad word] for centuries 
It's elementary 
Like KRS and evidently 
Incidents 
They all stress 
I'm lawless 
That's my problem 
Evolve 
And never solve them 
Chill in Harlem 
Bang you 
Bring you stardom 
You full of boredom  [bad word] you been aborted 
Bring your neck out 
Bring the tech out 
Absorb it 
See you check out 
And then step out 
The orbit 
Blow your flesh out 
Till I'm fressh out my torment 
Street apostle 
Pop [bad word] 
Preach the Gospel 
Still I'm hostile 
Sippin a duece When possible 
Turn into a monster 
Grouchy 
Gimme the Oscar 
Hit you like vodka 
Then screech off in a Mazda 

[Chorus 2X] 

Yo