Bootleggers, bombers, Bin Laden I'm still crackin' I will not lose, I simply refuse I drop the same date as the Twin Towers I show power Still I show compa**ion for others, sent money and flowers Devote hours I live in the struggle, I'm addicted to the hustle I'm conflicted because, dude America, this land of mine Is filled with prisoners, with the same plans as mine So I'm a walking contradiction On one hand I love my position But easily I could have been in that prison And no, I am not a Christian, though I believe in God But I don't believe in the devil, my beliefs are odd If we the people was given freewill from God How could He give the people freewill, without giving you E-vil? We will hold it together, believe in the Roc Long after you leave the spot Long after my breathing stops My spirit remains vibrant, I will lead the flock And that's the tip of the iceberg You might hear Christ's words in my scriptures But I only write it for my n***as