Full fledgin never sat on my legend
  No shuffle or shoulder shruggin
  Uncle Tommin nickel & dime rhymin
  This renegade rippin
  Rugged trax I love it
  Sorta black owned
  Like da Denver Nuggets
  Pow pow
  The original
  Harder hitter
  Iz back in black
  On deck wit a turtleneck
  Uh ha you can drink
  All you want
  But hard dont make
  Da liquid matter you intake
  The logical
  Sorta psychological
  Brother like butter spread to one
  Another
  Thicker da blunt & got sicker
  Once upon a rhyme all bigger
  Meant was for bigga cotton picker
  Leave alone
  The men from the mice
  Who twice packs da gatt
  Turn into dirty ratts
  I'm comin wit the andidote, I hope they cope
  To da rhythm I wrote
  Pawns in da game
  Goin down da drain
  Final call to my race in pain