Tekst:
Better Than A Thousand Born To Give

was a tree and a MC grew and became (Brooklyn!) Another rapper born in Queens, 9/6 the b-day Moms moved and born {?}, dad hit the freeway My young life

m a give it to 'em my design is rhyme in the ghettoist form Show power the child of the ghetto is born Uh, feet first, preach give a speech I kick ya

the words to my first born .. Hey nigga talk to your born, talk to your seed nigga [Above the Law] Two thousand somethin somethin it's a new era A nigga

never ending greed Some born to win, some born to loose What fate may come, only time can tell Better to live in sin than nothing else to choose Servant

to break a steerin column, didn't have to cook a rock A damn goodie two-shoes, that what they call ya Never judge a person or a book by it's covers Just

the words to my first born .. Hey nigga talk to your born, talk to your seed nigga [Above the Law] Two thousand somethin somethin it's a new era A nigga

ma take it by force Blast you with a 45 colt, make you summersault Shock you with a couple hundred thousand volt thunderbolts Before you wanted a war,

Tell that trick nigga (come back please!) Rob a L7, that's a square You a bottom hoe, you got to know Off you I plan to make a lot of dough So suck fast

re Godless in your Character Like your pop you're a natural born replica No Better I was chief of the heathens far from a Amateur Anxious to make a statement