I sit on the ground sippin' this Hennessy out of the bottle for thought of a pound/ For them gangsta's pushin' that Vitamin Water, coming from out of town/ So (CENZ.) you can back the (CENZ.) up, I'd rather kick it with royalty/ And my loyalty for this one Thug-N-Harmony, I'm a one man army/ It's better to walk alone, on the chalk line and I'm gone/ With the purity in my system from the creator heavin' (Bone bone bone...) Seven more days to go, my (CENZ.) they goes the most to toast, and roastin' minions in this frying pan/ Heat em' up, keep coastin'/ Pray' The Lord, spittin' swords in this new world order, ya'll/ I season it, so zesty/ Don't test me, cause I'm be gone/ The temple, the mental, the pencil, the paper, the caper, the raper, then sinnin', escaper/ Cappin' all stylie and Christ is the Savior/ That's my general, my major, my leader, with no haters/ No apples; razor sharp, run up the galaxy, normality, no traitors/ Shall I rock against the Raiders? Cleveland love/ Many men just (CENZ.) the greatest/ Seventh Sign from up above, from up above