[Intro: Abiodun]   Hard is my dawg, life is a bitch   When I scratch it's more than just an itch   I'm a living lesson   You make your own blessings      [Akir]   He walks with a vengeance, street talk all in his sentence   Pass the benches in the park where the fiends use syringes   They, losin they senses, mood is defensive   Fueds with dudes get shot on the fences just for talkin offensive   Wreckless surroundings, sirens is soundin   Beasts come around, niggaz be out, leave and we out again   Government bills, kill a Arab man up in the mountain   Sufferin buildin bills amountin by the thousands   Free and clear, phone to his ears, stuck in the cloud and   To hide his fear, drinkin the beer makes him a wild man   And the mission he's on, dapped the bum with the Pumas on   Tapped the cat, champ the black Lucy's from {?}   Then he saw her off out the corner store, upped a quarter more   Buyin bags from a crack whore, out a back door   Stashin in a whore face, make sure it's all safe   Sits down and pulls his books out, look his teacher up in the face      [Chorus: Akir]   Get that paper what the O.G.'s told me   Stay away from snakes and them fake ass police   Watch enemies dawg, they might be one of your homies   Had to pay my dues, that's why the whole world owes me   Flip that paper so my cheese'll grow B   Niggaz keep your space cause you really don't know me   It's my time to shine like, ice and Roleys   Y'all niggaz never owe me, the whole world owes me      [Akir]   Yo, she talks slick playin hard to get   Glossy lips, flossy wrists, saw some tits   And all of this make it awkward without dollars to spit   She's often dissed, niggaz be like "She's on some shit"   While they walk away dreamin that she's on they dick   Soft and thick, hard to miss unfortunate   Though three abortions supported by the source of her tricked dough   Superficial official, 'round the issue she tiptoes   Time tickin, mind clickin, showin her woes   A dime chicken risk her position to get her finger froze   Lover and friend, bigger bro, it's been like a minute yo   He been through like a million hoes, can't say she don't know   Play like she don't care, long as the dough's there   So she can go and buy her some clothes and do her hair   Not fair, genocide mental warfare   Livin with her moms, three siblings on welfare with no health care      [Chorus]      [Outro: Amin Joseph]   "This is Your Life, Part 2"   Stay tuned for the next album's installment   Additional episodes may cause consciousness   The ability to foresee capitalistic agenda   Brought to you in part by   A mother that strip tease on her knees for cheese to feed two seeds   Niggaz that disrespect virgins but trick on groupies   The number one, benefits include lifetime warranty of lyrical potency   The FCC did not approve...