Can you picture my prophecy? Stress in tha city Tha cops is hot for me Tha projects is full of bullets Tha bodies is droppin' There ain't no stoppin me Constantly moven while maken millions Witnessin' killins Leavin dead bodies in abandoned buildings Caries tha children Cause they're illin' Addicted to killin' A near appeal from tha cap pealin' What i'm feelin' But will they last or be blasted Hard headed bastard Maybe he'll listen in his casket Tha aftermath More bodies being buried I'm losen my homies in a hurry They're relocating to tha cemetary Got me worried Stressin' My visions bluried Tha question is will i live No one in tha world loves me I'm headed for danger Don't trust strangers Put one in tha chamber Whatever i'm feelin' is anger Don't wanna make excuses Cause this is how it is What's tha use Unless we're shootin' No one notices tha youth It's just me against tha world baby