I will, ill will, listen to the sounds of millennium thug, god son, nah, nah, too bad,

for my Bentley niggas, niggas, and my Benz and my Tahoe niggas and real sisters, let

it hit you, check it out, I sip the blood of Christ from a gold cup, I love this life

for my soldiers, smoke you no price, dead men in graves roll over, I'm part Apache,

slave master, African who wax me, Benz tear my clothes, bitches try to trap me, 30 ,000

seats rise to they feet, they hear me flow, got two mansions on the east coast, mottos

deep throat, I heard about them kidnapped dudes, had dinner with some, shake hands with

killers just to see who really was one, study his moves, how we look fake, but that's the

trick to it, now we turn you to bait, the streets said I stick to it, rappers hate me,

niggas saying how did he start, they go to psych, exacting him from my astrology chart,

I'm the righteous thug, fight for Mamiya, racist white jugs, made Diallo's murderous

freak, see they don't like us, and what about conspiracies to kill black boys, but y 'all

ain't hearing me, worship the planets like asteroids, look around and everything you

see was once an idea, from somebody's thoughts who turned into reality, clear, look at the

tallest skyscrapers, it just didn't appear, somebody thought it up and built it up and

put it right there, ayo, rich niggas burn the road up with testarossas, hoe niggas

plan to come up, they cock the toasters, dead niggas lay in they grave and roll over, but

then it's too late, it's too late, rich niggas burn the road up with testarossas, hoe niggas

plan to come up, they cock the toasters, dead niggas lay in they grave and roll over, but

then it's too late, it's too late, ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo,