[LL Cool J]

You ever get to the point where you so frustrated

you ready to give up?

You ready to end it all?

Don't do it dog, word up

I don't care if you black, white, latin, asian, whatever

We all go through pain

When you can't think.. use your soul baby



Preliminary discussions is over with, the verdict is in

I took the rap throne back

I reigned like krills in eighty-seven, my name is on the map

It feels like a razor down the middle of my back

They slept on my lyrical ability to blow

Gave another nigga credit for inventin my flow

I'm a child of God, witness the risin son

From the cradle to the grave, I remain number one

This thing of ours, got competition takin red showers

Grievin mothers callin 1-800-Flowers

My repoitoire burn your ashes in the urn

Is it God or money that really make the world turn?

Grab your gun, seperate the ones from the real funds

Inhale deep and hold it in your lungs

The streets was requestin some original LL

A soundtrack for niggaz that was raised in {hell}

They lookin for a leader that can guide 'em through the maze

Smoke filled rooms, breathin in purple haze

Po' nigga's on the bricks his whole life

He ain't got nuttin to live for, so fuckin livin right

But if you stay in the rain like hurricane

Gold melts down but it don't fear flames

Toxic, lethal, psychologically evil

Genocide was committed on the black people

And the ghetto is a trap with glass walls

Should I sell drugs, be a rap thug, or play ball?

We end up in the grave anyway

The average cat and LL Cool J

It's a never ending cycle, life and death

Until then may my mic stay blessed, to the death



Chorus: LL Cool J



I CAN'T THINK! Why do I feel I'm los