Now, this happened during The Struggle Continues tour
A.K.A time that we double the venues
Doors open at ten, you should all bring your tent
Line up outside the door, night before, making sure you get in (Come on!)
Now you know when, let me tell you 'bout how it went down
When we came to this little ass town
In the middle of nowhere, man how did we go there?
I can't recall the way, though it feels like yesterday
And the people went crazy, the crowd's in a frenzy
The show's like a carneval!

Hush when I bust, 'preme with a pen, seated again
Embee putting in work cus y'all need to be beaten again!
Trust me it's us, back at it like smack addicts
Stuck with a bad habit, turn fans to fanatics
On a victory lap, we stop by in Pop-eye
I drop my last 16, so sick teens will stop write!
A vicious comeback, never ever left, but it had a rest
Now they want to arrest, cus we kill and molest
These so called emcees, so U-turn or you burn
You're not fucking with us!

Who's fucking with this? Pop in a disc, listen compare
To the rest of the bullshit, I ain't dissing, I swear
I'm just telling the truth, y'all ain't fading the troop
On the mike or the mpc, the stage or the booth
And if pages could shoot they would aim for the head
Of the biz wouldn't miss so we pray for the dead
And then kiss'em good-bye, listen don't cry
On a Bob Dylan mission they were fixin' to die
Nothing could help'em they murdered themselves
When they went against us