[Intro]
Uh
Yo
Shit crazy, man, motherfuckers gettin' on my nerves, man
Check it, uh, uh

[Chorus]
Yo, what's the price on a Black man's life? Is it ice?
How you count those stripes? Roll the dice
How you trust that type? Gotta blast if you tote your pipe
Gotta stay on point when you out in the night
Yo, what's the price of a Black man's life? Is it ice?
How you count those stripes? Roll the dice
How you trust that type? Gotta blast if you tote your pipe (Uh)
Gotta stay on point when you out in the night (Uh)

[Verse 1]
Ayo, this life I lead is infested with guns
N***as collapse like lungs, how many gats we brung
Smoke the pack, we done - another one for the books
She give me microwave food, ayo, that bitch can't cook
I write magic with imagination, I'm a vet
I'm past the seventh day of graduation, are you upset?
I'm rollin' past the finish line, watch as I grasp victory
My rhymes'll give you clear vision of your history
Your misery is a product of your pride
You walk with leather skin, but can't hide what's inside
You trade in all your homies, you would take small bribes
That's why I got a gat in every size
[Chorus]
Yo, what's the price on a Black man's life? Is it ice?
How you count those stripes? Roll the dice
How you trust that type? Gotta blast if you tote your pipe (Uh)
Gotta stay on point when you out in the night (Uh)

[Verse 2]
Every parasite needs a host
Battlin' all types of ghosts, leavin' demons smilin' by the throat
Clean kills, I slayed the moon and snatched the stars
I'm reactin' large, movin' like a captain, sergeant
Put the past behind me, knowin' that this life is grimy
I had to sign me, you wanna kill me? Gotta find me
Legend status, they compare me to the '90s
Twenty-one gun salute, so stop your whining
I'm going out like King Khufu, pyramid scriptures
That's with the voodoo, aimin' TECs and poppin' n***as' noodles
Got me actin' like a n***a never knew you
Ayo, don't make me have to put it to you

[Chorus]
Yo, what's the price on a Black man's life? Is it ice?
How you count those stripes? Roll the dice
How you trust that type? Gotta blast if you tote your pipe
Gotta stay on point when you out in the night
Yo, what's the price of a Black man's life? Is it ice?
How you count those stripes? Roll the dice
How you trust that type? Gotta blast if you tote your pipe
Gotta stay on point when you out in the night