• tha lonely one, n a only one, he was tha ghetto left by own,
    thrown by own, so far n long, he neva fin tha way back home,
    but he knows, tha life gettin harder, gettin' tha birth, frm his mother
    life is rounded, full of suffer, get to tha hustle, so murda tha trouble,
    bring him to tha critical, so time make him tha criminal,
    viewin' tha life, was full of suffer, so he is gettin, in to tha hustle
    deepen in to hustlin world, tha final word, was tha hustle tha world
    thuginal word, all tha time he's talkin bout tha, criminal world
    so movin ova track of murder, may b tha later, he wud b under,
    that was tha blunda, his life is, willin to b tha, six feet unda
    but tha later, he knows tha end, wont b tha better, but tha drama won't stop, n it grow up to tha greater,
    but he tryna fade back, tryna b outta, tha wrong track,
    but how cud he, get ova tha, past fact that he left it back
    he neva eva fin', tha one tellin him tha mine
    his life will, finally end, gettin takin nothin in his hand