This is what I want you to do, right?
Take your shoes off, !@#$ ground is holy
I understand that


Give me strength Lord, Lord
Give me strength, Give me strength

Give me strength Lord

[Witchdoctor:]

Ugh, My choice was the streets, kinda came natural to me
So i'm fishin', trouble comes
I'm dishin' out some shots from the doctor's gun

Got me trapped in this world under this moon and sun
%#@! aint fun or funny, $#&@ a smile, i'ts 'bout collectin' money
I'm tryin' to take better care of my body this quarter

Docter say drink more water, but Bacardi got you bent in this (*##$
Life sometimes is like steppin' in some $#&@in' house %#@!
Seven years of tears in the game

Made me one of the smallest preditors on this Georgia plain
In the fields, in the hills, never picked no cotton
It's the ^!$$% wit that golden trigga

I'm seein' more planes in the sky at night
Look like UFO's, think they transportin' dem kilo's
The drug cartel has swelled out of proportion

On the corner everyday we indorsin'
The street life is my life, scratchin' to stay on top
I'm rappin' it for my block, Atlanta

You betta have some game in yo' veins
You betta learn this southern slang


[Cool Breeze talking]
Thats right, from East Point to Southwest
Southwest to East Piont, y'all know what it is

Come on in

[Cool Breeze:]

I'm hearin' rumors about what yo' clique gone do
I stepped up like it was cool and confronted his crew
I said "Now which one of y'al suppose to take me to school?"

If you see a lame ^!$$%, ^!$$% take his shoes
I'm from Eats Point, Atlanta, we dont fight by rules
You dont know Cool Breeze or lil Freddy Calhoun

In this place, the dirty south, we'll hit ya for a lick
Sell you dreams, nice things, and it be a box of bricks
Most haters, imitators, think they know Cool Breeze

Aint jack but a rat on my East Point cheese
I know it iritates yo' ears, how I chop these trees
You nothin' but a lame 'round these EPV's

All my enemies who don't know what they jumped in
If the doctor came through once, he'll come through again
And when look and he ask me where everybody is

They didnt believe in your return so they ran for the hills
And I still got that same pain in my chest
My perscription stress, no cess, and wear a Teflon vest

And these ^!$$%s still try and test
Dont even know me or these Georgia plains
Boy these grounds are HOLYYYY!!!!!