Yuh
Finally found a beat
You know
So now I gotta rip
Uh Uh Uh

[Verse 1: Sevin]
I was born in the month of the Topaz
Fourteenth Scorpion King ya'll soft to slow jazz
Incubated on cold aves
Where fold rags stopped then dropped
But they tops don't fold back
Even the cops got low jack
Broke gangsters throwed caps
Polishing chambers on old gats
Quote that with toe tags there's no lack
I spit life trying to bring my dead folks back
How can I not be real?
I'm in a hood full of killas but the rivals ain't shot me still
17 when I caught my deal
I can't front dog I'm 21
Still ain't shopped a mill
But I put that on 'Pac I will
Graced with the flock obstacles
Never stop me atop the hill
The industry's all fake so they mock the real
Timidly ya'll shake I cannot be killed
I'm the cure for the premature spiritually mature
At a whole different level than ya'll
Brought the sword that can sever 'em all
Proceed without an evident flaw
Shook my name from Sevin to Saul
Used to crook those like me in this mercilous home
Satan took those like me and it hurts cuz they gone
Now I'm perched at church in the zone
Cuz the sheisty hyphy street life
Don't work for me Holmes