[Verse 1: Prodigy Blacck]

It's like a fuckin habit
They see dope they go and grab it
Tryin keep clean stray away from these faggots
You best pray at night for ya wife
That crimminal's don't do the unthinkable
An break threw both of ya windows
To take ya mothafuckin life
Twenty Four cap's inbetween the yellew lines
Polices Siren's going off
Evidence of 1st degree with a dull butter knife
My birth to this world was a fatality
Because I make geed's, all these nigga's mad at me
I still try to run at the similar face
Dangerous haze, runnin onto my face
At a dangerous hace
At the same time one nigga die's just to take anotha's place
I take dangerous risk
Everytime in the public
Tryin to take a piss
In fear that my nigga about to die
With millions of strenges goin threw his wrist
I live a hard life
Many people don't even understand
Like my nigga in the back
Along with a fucked up right hand
He was a vice lord, nothin like these cowards
Runnin' threw the buildings blowin shit up
Similar story, just like the twin towers
I say goodbye to the mothafuckin estates
The only way I escape is threw this path
Threw a Windchester's holster where I go past
Tied in poverty, cop's can't handle me
A God, Prodigy rises threw the blood
Of the cries of god's mercy
I speak the truth of the name "Ikechi"
Godly word play like my nigga biggie
Blew up some wind pipe's now am at it at three
I got Thrall's approval now I'm all G'ed
On both knee's in god's name all my nigga's rise and die to plede
It's like back in 93'
When I was only three year's old
Born solemnly in the project's of Coolidge South East
A young nigga who couldn't even feel his fuckin feet
I forbid the mockery of a thug's past
It's just the life that ya nigga can't stand