[Verse 1: Tha God Fahim]
I'm a outlaw nightrider
Rapid fire, My 40 cal. is murder for hire
I put my faith in my hustle, I'm blessed by Allah
I like to flex the muscle, been through so much shit, I can't cry
Watch my back, 360, 'cause the poverty's tempting
Your own homie can partake in your lynching
Remember days, no food in my kitchen
The hunger pains of an adolescent
Manifest God's presence, every rhyme I give you is holy essence
Dump Legend, bring you to the Temple of Boom
Gettin' higher than the motherfuckin' Tower of Doom
And to my dead homies, I'll be seein' you soon
Crime rap, fully equipped for lyrical combat, I'll trap
'Til I got a billion and one racks, my stat
-tistics, dumpin' off the ballistics, legendary, I'm mystic
If you broke, better fix it

[Chorus: Tha God Fahim]
Sometimes I find myself ridin' 'round
Waitin' for the shadows of death to fall down
And knowin' I'm protectin' my crown
Art of war, so I took the highground
Sometimes I find myself ridin' 'round
Waitin' for the shadows of death to fall down
And knowin' I'm protectin' my crown
Art of war, so I took the highground
[Verse 2: Heem Stogied]
N***a, I'm focused on another level
Where your soul? You gave it to the devil
Young God, I'm just another rebel
Better listen upon these dreams I tell you
You at a dead end, reflect on where your life began
I'm poppin' gin, pushin' a Benz, bitch, I ain't got shit to lend
I make you fade, you blowin' in the wind
Take your thoughts and put it in a blend
Now I got your body trapped, it's in this whirlwind
Check it, uh, you gotta stick to your real friends

Uh, it's Heem Stog' bitch
Yeah, yeah, uh, ah