It's mine, it's all mine you understand?   At least me and my peoples, can you dig that?   21st century thought I'd never see it   Right around the corner, baby ours for the taking      Yo, I've seen child blossom to man   Some withered and turned to murderers   Led astray by the liars death glorifiers observin' us   Watching us close, marking our toast [unverified]      Purposely overtaxin' the earnings   Nervous, burning down the churches   They're scared of us, rather beware than dare to trust   Always in jail, million dollar bail, left there to rust      Let's call in order, give ourselves a chance to enhance broader   Advance to where minorities are the majority voter   Holdin' my own, I'm livin' alone in this cold world   My sister just bought a home without a loan, you go girl      She's an exception, some people can leap to the impression   See, me myself, I start flippin' and fall victim to deep depression   I'm stressin' the issue here, so we can cross the fiscal year   Tired of gettin' fired and hired as a pistol-eer      There's no longevity living off negativity   Fuck it, I'd rather sell reefer than do pizza delivery   That's how the city be, everybody gettin they hustle on   Judge singin' death penalty like it's his favorite fuckin' song   Word is bond, takin' my life you know they lovin' it   God 'F' the government and it's fuckin' capital punishment      Capital punishment, given by the government   System so organized they get to you and who you runnin' with   Can't live alone, watch for the spies and tapped phones   Totin' the llello for life, the rightful heir to the throne      We come from Kings and Queens, people with dreams   Gods and Earths   For what it's worth we benefit the Earth with infinite worth   First it's turnin' tables, open our own labels   Disable the Republicans, then reverse capital punishment      I've seen it all up close, shit out the movies you'd be buggin'   My cousin JuJe, barely a juve', lost it and turned on the oven   He wasn't playin', blew out the flame and started inhalin'   Barin' a secret too deep to keep on the street for sharin'      Wearin' the virus, Acquired Immune Deficiency   Dishin' his dick in every thick promiscuous fish in the sea   Listen to me, shit is rough in the ghetto   You bluff, blow your head off, fuck a snuff, we bust lead off      Get off your high horse, or die off like an extinction   Boriquans are like Mohican's, 'The Last of the Po' Ricans'   We need some unity, fuck all the jeeps and jewelry   The maturity, keeps me six feet, above obscurity      The streets are deadly and everybody's a desperado   I guess the motto we promise to let you homage in death your motto   Like Zorro, I mark my territory with a symbol   Not with a Z, but a P, 'cause Punishment's what I resemble      I lend you this if it expands yours, for you and yours   A real man can't fall, he stands tall   The Man's claws are diggin' in my back, I'm tryin' to hit him back   Time to counteract, where my niggaz at?      Capital punishment, given by the government   System so organized they get to you and who you runnin' with   Can't live alone, watch for the spies and tapped phones   Totin' the llello for life, the rightful heir to the throne      We come from Kings and Queens, people with dreams   Gods and Earths   For what it's worth, we benefit the Earth with infinite worth   First it's turnin' tables, open our own labels   Disable the Republicans, then reverse capital punishment      You like that, it's Pun and Prospect   We hold nines, own more treasure than gold mines, makin' progress   With Don Juan's, there's rules to be made, crews to be sprayed   Dues to be paid, nuttin' y'all can do to behave      We laid in the slums, made a cake out of crumbs   Even though the government, tryin to take out our sons   Rudy Gulliani trying to blind me, but I see reality   Was raised with the street mentality      My strategy's why my battery never die   The ghetto kept me wise, so I would never fall to the lies   It's no surprise, but do or die if you want the glamour   Yeah, I want the glamour, laid up with cheese and trees in Atlanta      While Cubans smoked out like Ronald Isley with Havanas   The hammer in the palm, never shaky, calm handlers   This renegade blow through barricades like grenades   I turn the sun to shade, then the night back to day      Like the twenty-four hour rotation   I know the location, it's just a little information   From the Squad, bringing the Terror for the nine-era   And let it rain on your fine leather, nigga, what?