It's too fresh y'all
 A little b boy blue
 You know it's too bukoo (???)
 I've been from New York to Cali spent two days in the valley
 And I think I'm 'bout to lose my mind
 And if I think 'bout it one more time I'm a blow my stack  see ya out
 the back
 Give me some room that I can breathe in
 Now I'm a start weavin' spells like a wizard  king of the lizard
 My mojo's risin' like my nature should, not everybody can relate to
 hood but
 I used to roll with high frequency
 Had a habit of juvenile delinquency
 If y'all could see all the things I did
 When I was a kid ya might flip ya lid
 'Cause...
 When I was the age of one
 My father gave me my very first gun
 When I was the age of two
 I was pullin' out records with the SD Crew
 And when I was the age of three
 I had all the maddest fishes swimmin' after me
 And when I was the age of four
 I was bustin' out shows with rhymes galore
 CHORUS (X2)
 I say day to the night, night to the day
 Up around where I stay we do things this way
 You got to watch how you act and watch what you say
 'Cause their ain't no stallin' when the death come callin'
 CHORUS II (X2)
 The man that lives by the pistol dies by the smokin' gun
 I think I hear a steam whistle, Lord, when my train gonna come
 Yo, all you duns packin' guns, fightin' for ones
 It's time to get these hons, start raisin' some sons
 Plant your seed in some fertile soil
 And watch me start bubblin' like I'm 'bout to boil
 Like Olive Oyle loves Popeye
 Just won't stoppa
 I got to keep rockin'
 Ticks keep tockin'
 Time keeps slippin'
 My mind keeps trippin'
 I'm in the road less traveled, sure got lotta stones
 CHORUS (X2)
 I say day to the night, night to the day
 Up around where I stay we do things this way
 You got to watch how you act and watch what you say
 'Cause their ain't no stallin' when the death come callin'
 When the death come callin'
 Watch me break it down
 There's a red house yonder just over the hill
 With my name carved into the window sill
 I think I'm gonna burn it down
 Yeah, I think I'm gonna burn it down
 That's what me and my old woman used to say
 We used to lie in bed and make it up all day
 Now, I think I'm gonna burn it down
 Yeah, I think I'm gonna burn it down
 Yeah, I think I'm gonna burn it down to the ground
 CHORUS II (X2)
 The man that lives by the pistol dies by the smokin' gun
 I think I hear a steam whistle, Lord, when my train gonna come
 Lord, when my train gonna come (X3)
 Lord, WHEN MY TRAIN GOONA COME