[Aceyalone] 
Aiyyo the police short Cornbread in the street 
And they just killed Cochise over a beat 

Ah man, I'm just a brother whose intentions are good 
Oh lord, please don't let me be misunderstood 
I gotta 10 fifty-fo' under the hood 
Several stages of lifespan, damned if I would 
be a dope when it's not a laughin matter 
Modern contemporary man still hunt and gather data 
They want glamour, the priceless prize 
Give 'em a torch and they put the fire to your eyes 
Give 'em a inch they take a yard and they pull your card 
Throw a wrench so far in yours it'll leave a scar 
Raise the bar, I pass it with the right scholastics 
They made it plastic, that's why they couldn't grasp it 
I always knew that you would fail me 
Once shame on me twice you shouldn't have to tell me 
And I'll be damned if I'll let you get away with that 
I just ain't playin that, that's that bullshit! 

Jardine and the kids tryin to make ends me 
Half dead and do dirty as some God damn thiefs 

Yo - hold your head up, you only got your life left 
Make the right step and don't sing the wrong song 
Fight somebody your own damn size 
You dead wrong, thinkin you won't meet yo' demise 
This baby here, gon' grow up to be a king 
I don't know how you seein things, but that's a fact 
It'll be over my dead body 
if I let you put a mother{fuckin} monkey on his back 
Shit ain't changed, it's just the choices 
The voices in your head sayin do what you don't gotta do 
They scared of themselves which means that they scared of me 
And them the same, punk-ass fools that shot at you 
The lord giveth and he taketh away 
God bless that I can live to see another day 
And if I had it my way I'd hang you all by the neck 
Have some respect, I'll serve and protect 

Aiyyo the police short Cornbread in the street 
And they just killed Cochise over a beat 

And if my teachers could see you now 
They'll take your head, cause you probably wouldn't even bow 
You ain't humble, you mumble jumble 
Your tower of so-called power'll crumble 
You killed my uncle, put a dagger through my brother's heart 
I need another start, cause if I knew then 
what I know now, it'll be wild 
Booyaka! Booyaka! I'll put you in the ground 
A peaceful man ain't got no place here 
I guess you wanna see 'em all die with the lambs 
I face fear everyday 'til the space is clear 
Then I fight 'em like a man cause it's what I am 
Somebody told me the road to freedom is lonely 
but I swear I ain't goin on my own 
I'm takin my sisters, my families, my homies 
Now I'm about to take this mother(fucker) home 

Aiyyo the police short Cornbread in the street 
And they just killed Cochise over a beat 
Jardine and the kids tryin to make ends me 
Half dead and do dirty as some God damn thiefs