[Hook: Demetrius Capone] I got something to say, I'm stuck in my way Life made me this way, so mothaf** what ya say I be on that bullsh**, cause this life is bullsh** I empty a full clip, I aim it and spray f** the law, it's the whole world's fault I got homicidal thoughts, I go off and I draw I draw and I paint ya, a picture of anger Listen as I hang my picture on ya wall I got something to say: ay, ay, ay, ay See I'm stuck in my way, way, way, way, way! [Verse 1: Julius Luciano] Question: Why did my grandma die before we could reconcile? Why did my uncle die before I got my record sale? Why in the ghetto is n***as questioning God's existence? Why is Agnosticism so prevalent? God forgive 'em Why these n***as keep on askin' me if I bang a set? Why they don't know that I would blow they a** to Bangladesh? Why these b**hes keep hara**in' me? I ain't famous yet Is my 'why' not being heard like pronouncing the name Yvette? I'm destined to leave my mark on these beats When I ink in the sheets like the mark of the beast I'm a monster, and I'm far from a leash I'mma keep goin' as long as my heart got a beat Hot-headed with every intention to flame ya Gimme a beat, I turn into a painter All I need is my pencil and paper and I'mma give y'all n***as a picture of anger! [Verse 2: Demetrius Capone] f** a black chain, f** a bad dame f** my deadbeat dad, f** my last name f** this rap game, it's full of AutoCoons I put that on my momma's momma, y'all rhyming is why I'm a goon Y'all just rapping raps, this why I f**in' write Success could add ten years to my mother's life I been through the kind of sh** that'll make n***as wanna cuss at Christ So I can't afford to let you touch me when I'm on the f**in' mic! My f**in' life, literally depends on a pen So a n***a ain't finished until I win Ain't finna quit this sh** until I get in 'Til my similes are literally sittin' in a Benz Cut from a cloth they don't make no more Me against the world -- age old war Came in the door, able to flow straight for my soul I'mma go 'til I can't no more [Hook: Demetrius Capone] [Verse 3: Kenny Siegel] Seem like my time stay cold like the month just can't switch from December Seem like every muhf**a got a hidden agenda Seem like at times my mind's so focused on dickin' these tenders Seem like my trigger clickin's gettin' as quick as my temper f** y'all and keep the receipt, I'll never take it back Seem like they ain't trynna hear us until we aim a strap Seem like I'm stuck off in the hood, what can I say I'm trapped Seem like the world said f** me so I say it back When I'm lookin' in the mirror and I'm starin' at my own eyes all I see is my pupil Meanin' my junior, only reason for me not to shoot you Some still don't want us n***as to get nothin' So disgusted I could f**in' 'url Yeah they call it 'Mother Earth' but I'm a motherf**a, so I'm 'bout to f** the world [Verse 4: Andrew 'Dice' Dinero] f** the police, no justice no peace No peace no justice, no snub and no sleep Might die if you close yo eyes with no snub in yo reach Cause the bussin' won't cease this is f**in' Long Beach None of us is strangers to pain and anguish Maintain cause you know that what pains us trains us Anger, can make a n***a wanna empty his stainless chamber Put a mothaf**a six feet when they grip heat just to change his paper My upset mood, don't expect it to change My upset ink is depressing my page When I press on this page I'm expressing the way I feel n***a I'm never suppressin' my rage [Hook: Demetrius Capone]