[Intro Skit] 
Someday I'm gonna be walkin down the streets, 
mindin my own business.. and BAM!! 
I'm gon' be shot by some pig who's gonna SWEAR 
that it was a mistake. 
I accept that as a part of my destiny! 
 
[*Si es mi destino morir en la calle como un perro! Hahaha*] 
 
[Raekwon the Chef] 
Whattup kid?  That's right.. 
Yo.. aiyyo.. aiyyo.. 
 
[Chorus: Raekwon] 
Aiyyo let my niggas live 
We show and prove get paper, catch me in the caper on shrooms yo 
Let my niggas live 
We real niggas that's God-body, challenge anything, make major moves 
Let my niggas live 
We giants, live off the land lions, post with iron, no pryin rules 
Let my niggas live; aiyyo let my niggas live 
Handle your bid and kill no kids 
 
[Raekwon the Chef] 
Millionaire feat, whole family eat; yo, y'all niggas is weak 
Got a bird beak, chirp chirp speak 
Kids that's rich that'll, run in your bitch and by the third week 
Yo mark my word, me and my herb speak 
That's that fire move like Schwinns yo 
Invisible pens that write light, leave blends 
Hit with the JF Kennedy shot 
Smash with the Acapulco rifle got got 
Bolt off, but got clocked 
Legendary here, custom made it, shit bladed, word up 
Design your alphabet, reps get graded 
We in get-high saloons, big bag of shrooms, arm's length 
Home of Allah's ten big rooms 
So what we up in here, modelin large with rigorous moves 
Exotic Gods bust my hammer at frauds 
Call him a live merchant, dressed in all red, that's right y'all 
Gucci jumper X-5, gettin more head 
 
[Chorus] 
 
[Nas] 
I scream at the mirror, curse, askin God, "Why me?" 
Run in the black church, gun in my hand, y'all try me 
I'm God-son, son of man, son of Marcus Garvey 
Rastafari irie, Ha-ile Selassie 
Police'll try to break us, but the streets raised us 
It takes more than metal bars, we destined for ours 
I hear murder plans from dopefiends, with elephant hands 
Snots in they nostril, the blocks is hostile 
There's no pots to piss in, glocks is spittin 
Rocks cookin underground bodies stiffin, cops look at bird shit 
Drop on the window pane, the oxygen is cocaine 
It drove lots of men to die with no name 
I been on boats, nut down throats, pee on bitches who famous 
Pretty dick, puttin stitches in they anus 
I'm the animal that Hugh Heffner created 
The only nigga Sade dated, the most hated, Nas nigga 
 
[Chorus] 
 
[Inspectah Deck] 
Roughneck reppin the set, bang 'em twice in the neck 
C.O. flip and jerk the whole yard rec 
Block vets, pop barettas glocks and tecs 
You're no threat, gun talk, the language of the project 
Checkin shorty with the +Black Tail+ stance, leapord pants 
Yellin fuck her man, makin killings off her lap dance 
Plus the young guns runnin the slums, funds is major 
Drugged out, got you huntin for crumbs stuck to the razor 
Semi-autos roar in the building hall 
Symptoms of bloodsport, the slugs are still in wall 
Call it a New York state of mind, gotta take mine 
In the daytime, the Jakes'll hit ya forty-one times 
So I live by the sword and obey hood laws 
Make my team click like high heels on wood floors 
 
[Chorus]