| Somebody's gonna die | |
| And it's not me | |
| I don't care if you even wanna try | |
| And I'ma stand out to the point | |
| Where I feel like | |
| I can just thank | |
| God for fire?? | |
| I am here to say | |
| God sent me today | |
| I will guide the way | |
| To anyone who wants to be saved | |
| I get high smoking on the best strains | |
| My shit's fly 'cause | |
| I just ate an airplane | |
| I'ma get by saying in these airwaves | |
| I'ma spit fire climbing up these stairways | |
| Straight to heaven | |
| Eleven is the only number we're reppin' | |
| If you know nothing better | |
| Then quit stressin' for questions | |
| From Shady to | |
| Geffen No matter what label they're steppin' | |
| I'm the craziest weapon | |
| To step in the game | |
| But a message to a fucked up world that | |
| I don't like to live in | |
| But this mic was given to me | |
| To recite to the living | |
| And see how many might just listen to me | |
| So we can fight these devils at the sign of a seige | |
| So I'm riding in the streets | |
| While I'm rhyming to the beats | |
| No sign of defeat | |
| Don't try to believe you can break my focus | |
| I hate your bogus little fake performance | |
| Doing nothing but create commotion | |
| Somebody's gonna die | |
| And it's not me | |
| I don't care if you even wanna try | |
| And I'ma stand out to the point | |
| Where I feel like | |
| I can just thank | |
| God for fire?? | |
| I am here to say | |
| God sent me today | |
| I will guide the way | |
| To anyone who wants to be saved | |
| Yeah, man, | |
| I can see them hatin' | |
| No, God, I won't be mistaken | |
| Can't you see all these people are craving | |
| For some serious changes | |
| When you see | |
| Nix, your savior | |
| It's needless to say it ' | |
| Cause he is the greatest | |
| Even his haters see him | |
| A sacred belief | |
| And make him one of your favorites ' | |
| Cause he's one of the bravest [?] | |
| He's taking the game | |
| And making it something worth listening to | |
| Words given to you | |
| Words dripping with truth | |
| You better know he's working 'til the moon | |
| Comes back down | |
| Sunlight is back out | |
| Put a new track out | |
| Fans'll come back 'round | |
| People just [?] | |
| But you got a black cloud | |
| And ran in on that house [?] be my house, bitch | |
| Somebody's gonna die | |
| And it's not me | |
| I don't care if you even wanna try | |
| And I'ma stand out to the point | |
| Where I feel like | |
| I can just thank | |
| God for fire?? | |
| I am here to say | |
| God sent me today | |
| I will guide the way | |
| To anyone who wants to be saved | |
| God, can't you see why | |
| I hate this smile? | |
| When a goddamn priest just raped a child | |
| I'm on my knees as | |
| I face the clouds | |
| I'm gonna start to scream | |
| We can't wait for help | |
| It's like one more marriages | |
| And another divorces | |
| One miscarriages | |
| And another abortions | |
| We really can't see how fucked up this storm is | |
| The media feeds us way too much distortion | |
| You know what? | |
| Fuck it I'm going to hell | |
| If I saving myself | |
| And I'ma show 'em as well | |
| Motherfuckin' ass whoopin' ' | |
| Til his head is cracked open | |
| Gonna smash his head open ' | |
| Cause he cut my dad open | |
| I can change the world | |
| I can change the world | |
| I can change the world | |
| And I can change the world | |
| Somebody's gonna die | |
| And it's not me | |
| I don't care if you even wanna try | |
| And I'ma stand out to the point | |
| Where I feel like | |
| I can just thank | |
| God for fire?? | |
| I am here to say | |
| God sent me today | |
| I will guide the way | |
| To anyone who wants to be saved |