[Meeno]
  They got my back to the wall
  Nobody to turn to, nobody I can trust
  I used to have friends
  But all I could think about was hustlin
  That was then, this is now
  And this is how I must be
  A loose cannon, with a cannon
  Nobody can trust me
  When half the world is sayin "Fuck Me"
  The other half will fear me
  Shit both halves will make one whole
  But nothing can dare those cowards to come near me
  Yeah they hear me, but fuck that
  I want them cats to feel me
  Cuz to feel me, is to know I'll be a problem till they kill me
  It's from sun-up to sun-down
  Got my gun up, and I'ma run down
  On any ass coward that feelin that I can't get down
  I'm a nightmare, the nigga that's always right there
  Borderline, with two lines, a little too heavy to fight fair
  Unload, reload, cock back, and pop that
  And drag to where your top at
  And guaranteed that I dropped that
  You can't top that
  I'm here to put them rumors to rest
  Fuck the past
  Fuck the present
  I'm the future in the flesh
    [Chorus x2]
  I'm the chrome before the storm
  I'm the buzz before the storm
  I'm the screech before the crash
  I'm the click before the blast
  I'm the rise before the fall
  I'm the loss before the gain
  Vacant Lot will keep it hot
  Cuz we the future of this game
    [Big Stan]
  Coke game to sober
  We takin rap over
  Either roll with us or you gettin rolled over
  But pardon, niggaz is too hard for your squadron
  Evacuate the buildin, save all the women and children
  No way around it, niggaz comin in thousands
  M17s, grenades, and four-pounders
  All you grimmy niggaz get the fuck from round us
  Y'all the same cock-housers from the blocks to gouchers
  Celebratin is the the feelin when I catch a fake vilian
  Send him brick style in the ceilin of an abandonded building
  Feel me? y'all got to, I'm the voice of theory
  My advice? keep rappin you ain't no where near me
  Spillin blood for the dead, God bless them dearly
  And look straight to the heavens so I know that He hear me
  My shit fluxuate from the drop seven, to the wide bodied eight
  Up on in corner, with the sweeper I let the body gate
    [Chorus x2]
    [DMX]
  When I do niggaz, it's how I do niggaz
  And two niggaz got nothin for me
  When they saw me looked the other way and tried to ignore me
  I put holes, like foot holes, in niggaz buttholes
  Stomp a mudhole, when I cut hoes, the fuckin blood flows
  That was bustin niggaz wide, I was 10 when I died
  Now I'm walkin dead with the infared by my side
  Keepin niggaz in line like a parade
  Then they scatter like roaches when they get sprayed with Raid
  Like a grenade, playin with spades is the plan
  Now what part of suck my dick don't you understand?
  Better act like you know or get smacked like your hoe
  When you straped, toe to toe, but can't strap with the flow
  And I gets down for mine, with the crime
  And if I gots to do time, fuck it
  I don't mind
  I handle my business and I shoot snitches
  Cuz I know nowadays niggaz is more ass than loose bitches
  It's all good, I'm still out
  Knock on wood, robbin niggaz like my last name is Hood
  Cuz I could, go with that mob that goes out to rob
  That mad scheme to get cream without the job
  I house more niggaz than a shelter
  And if a nigga ever felt a, heltah skeltah
  It'd would melt away, cuz the pain is too much to bear
  Let the dead be dark while the Dark is here
    [Chorus till fade]