Verse 1   I ain't afraid to say   Like you ain't afraid to hate   Wanna tell you face to face   Better turn or you won't see heaven's gate      Wanna go to war with the mormons   Wanna take a bath with the catholics   Gonna find yoself in a burning hell   Where them demons laughing      And they got you and they hit you on the slow-mo   They got you suckaz in a cell screaming oh no      And so I write with my pen   Hope you repent for your sin   Can't take your pills and bottle of gin   In case you can't get in      Don't wanna see you burn   Want to see you turn baby   And if you don't you'll be screaming like a little lady   Now do you hear me Shady   'cause it ain't all gravy   And one day wishing   And you screaming Jesus Christ save me      Chorus   Burn baby burn   That's right we said it   If you don't turn   You better not forget it   Burn baby burn   You wanna play with God   If you don't turn   You suckaz think you hard   Burn baby burn   You know it's holy war   If you don't turn   My Father's gonna settle the score   Burn baby burn   na na now what na na now what   Check it out      Verse 2   I'm teachin cats   How to live with wife and the kids   Not doing time on the bids   'cause son I now how it is      I spent my time in Riker's Island too   Never seen a smiling crew   They wanna slither you   You know how Riker's Island do      Dudes get in they face   Slithered and living with scars   The only dreams that they livin   Is dreamin life without bars      And son they gotta wake up   And then they eat to keep they weight up   The stress got em losing their mind   About to break up      You rappers ain't feeling me   Say no room for me in the industry   But it's clear to see   What the indy is missing is me      You rappers got the same flow   Talk about the same (moan)   About your little dough   We know how the story go      I know just what I'm doing   And who I'm doing it for   I spit it real for my kids   Just like I spit it for yours      And for the ones feelin like blowin a hole in they head   Feelin like they better off dead      Ever since you got your deal   Ever since you made your mil   Your gift was meant to heal   But still you wanna kill      Talk about your purple pills   Rolling thru your purple hills   I ain't gonna front   'cause you phonies can't keep it real      You wanna holla back   Then get at me dog   Finally somebody got the gall   To spit it to ya'll   Lets ride out      Chorus      Verse 3   The ghetto ain't fabulous   And yet you tellin us   How you came straight from the gutter   And how we gotta bust      I've saw behind the bars   You know they life is scared   And how they bout to lose they life   By fightin on the yard      They looking thru the fence   You on the other side   On MTV you makin mils   And still you gonna lie      And you don't even know just what we goin thru   And if you do then you should come and help us make it thru   Now have you ever had a partner to die   To see their momma cry   Kids at their casket   With the tears in they eye      And if you do now tell me how they gonna make it   And when they feel they can't take it   Because they know they can't shake it      You just another big lying talking brother   Don't care about these mothers   Or if we kill each other      #1 like Nell   You can be on TRL   But if you don't switch it up   You can still go to (vroom)      Chorus