[Hook: J. Stone]
I got my back against the wall, me against the world
On my '96 Pac shit, me and my girlfriend
Strapped for the cops shit; grind till the world end
Never told a cop shit; God make the world spin
Only He can judge me
Finally got out the pen
Goin' hard, got another shot at the world again
Goin' hard, got another shot at the world again
Goin' from the bottom to the top of the world again
Goin' from the bottom to the top of the world again

[Verse 1: J. Stone]
J-Steezy, n***a, back on my bullshit
Like the world don't know if it's stoned when that tour hit
And I just begun, I'm like the gutter kids
The goons, the cartel, and the firm, all in one
With a sprinkle of a hyena
We was raised at the zoo, you don't wanna see my nina
Go bang, these young n***as off cocaine
I'm cashed up, eatin' tofu and lo mein
Stony Montana in the blue bandanna
Like Juelz Santana, coppin' jewels in Savannah
My crew is bananas when it comes to this paper
With the dreams of smokin' ganja on an island in Jamaica
Come dine with the finest
I'm similar to the [?], sippin' wine like your highness
Never weak, they misunderstood my kindness
They overlook the plus and acknowledge the minus
[Hook: J. Stone]
I got my back against the wall, me against the world
On my '96 Pac shit, me and my girlfriend
Strapped for the cops shit; grind till the world end
Never told a cop shit; God make the world spin
Only He can judge me
Finally got out the pen
Goin' hard, got another shot at the world again
Goin' hard, got another shot at the world again
Goin' from the bottom to the top of the world again
Goin' from the bottom to the top of the world again

[Verse 2: J. Stone]
All Money In, for the love of my bros
You other n***as is hoes, and about to get exposed
Along with you broads that left a n***a in the cold
Let the truth be told, bitch, I never fold
J. Stone, I was born in '86
I'm in love with this life, I put a baby in that bitch
Product of my environment? Maybe that's it
The hood is contagious, it made me that sick
So don't test me, I'm always down to go
I'll be at your front door with a Tommy like Pam and Cole
And [?] construction and let them hammers go
Word to Marcus, I'm a [?] animal
You want a dose, motherfucker, I got the antidote
Fuck around and slice your ass open like a cantaloupe
L.A. to Compton, Long Beach to the Valley
Watts, n***as in the projects
Shout out to Cali
[Hook: J. Stone]
I got my back against the wall, me against the world
On my '96 Pac shit, me and my girlfriend
Strapped for the cops shit; grind till the world end
Never told a cop shit; God make the world spin
Only He can judge me
Finally got out the pen
Goin' hard, got another shot at the world again
Goin' hard, got another shot at the world again
Goin' from the bottom to the top of the world again
Goin' from the bottom to the top of the world again

[Excerpts from various 2Pac interviews]