Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Stuck in the e'eryday struggle, only mines is hourly Jungle full of wolves with a few lions that's cowardly Used to make it hot, even that was too mild for me School of hard knocks, tried to make the teacher proud of me Sue me, script straight out of a movie Too late, won't get kicked and pushed like Lupe From groupies to housewives, from scams to skirmish From sane to loco, from hustler to hermit You let niggas plot and believe me they goin' try My nigga been shot nine times and won't die And so death threats become death threats When they want you on your death bed and you ain't been put to rest yet You in ICU See the gunman in your head, damn can't wait 'til I see dude Hate hospitals, I don't wanna go see dude Know I love you to death, I feel it's no need to In my mind there's bloody hallways and project windows Dice games, thick clouds of project indo Niggas creepin' off with the project nympho Or plain clothes searching for some project info Projects I resemble, so I don't stand out lookin' clean cut Hangin 'round the project kinfolk Cutthroats and liars, connects and suppliers Fiends and they buyers, liquor store right by us Kicks over the wire If you Dave Blaine start choking in the water, send in the divers Show dudes the real definition of survivor In my mind I'm butt naked walking through the fire Oxymoron, stubborn as a brick y'all I'm a five star suite with the view of a brick wall A high class scumbag, conceited nobody Popular stranger, I see shit like nobody A Tarantino, Martin Scorsese Coming up, I was that nigga they called crazy In my hood, they like fuck 'em all, gotta pay me Then get shot in the ass for thinking it's all gravy I'm on my third C.I. now And my bitch running round like she a P.I. now Going through his phone book and his Levi's now It's two choices, chillax or leave right now That's how it be right now, ain't ya ordinary rapper dude Menace To Society, a nigga with a attitude A soul of mischief, I know all about that Poor righteous teacher, nah, more like a outcast And I'm out with that That's the word of the day, Jersey Jump off, runnin' my shit right out Don't turn me off there My jazz shit, bro That's the word of the day man, huh