Chorus
This be the truest %#@! I ever said
A ^!$$% might wind up dead

with money comes bad times
these days you got to have a strong mind


I grew up as a mother$#&@en thug
An outkast couldn't do %#@! but slang drugs
In and out of jail ain't no place to be

i'm not short dog but I just want to be free
made a lot of money do dirt pulling capers
don't give a $#&@ who I hurt

You wonder why a ^!$$% can't sleep man
because I got the blood of my dead brother on my hand
A true ^!$$% can't rest g

till these (*##$ $$# get the $#&@ from around me
you sweat the tank but your not a real soldier
would you die for this %#@! "no" P I told ya

your true to the game but your ain't true to me
^!$$% be yourself you can't be me or P
my veins pump no limit blood from day one ^!$$%

ask Big Ed he put it on his only son

chorus 2x


I got a few ^!$$%s want me dead
anticipating my death for the %#@! I said

huh true soldiers true ^!$$%s
mother$#&@ing blood true love thugg figues
(*##$ ^!$$%s be plotting on me

behind close doors ^!$$%s hola when you see me
P said if you going to get'em
get'em shoot first and make sure you hit em

I can't lose another tank dog
one more dead and watch no limit go off
y'all ain't ready for war

I leave ^!$$%s tripping off the %#@! that they saw
I known for taking ^!$$%s out in street murder one
mutha$#&@er check my rap sheet

I thank P for taking me out the game
put the mike in my hand and gave me my name


Chorus 2x