Sometimes I wish I had three different faces
 I'm going to court for three cases in three places
 One in Queens Manhattan one in Brooklyn
 The way things is looking I'm 'ma see central bookings
 Facing 3  3 to 9 is mad time
 After reconcurrence for assault 2 9
 I gotta maintain 'cause stress on the brain
 Can lead to a mothefucka suicide thing
 And plus my provation a ill violation
 How the fuck did I get in this tight situation?
 I'm going all out you know moves I never fake
 And fuck the jake digger catch me at my way
 And if I did burn a bag of blade
 Put the light in the air sometimes I just don't care

 [Prodigy]
 Son I got plans, power movements, get on some real shit
 I keep living like this I might loose it
 My man is coming home from doing long ass bids
 What up Kiko? I ain't seen your ass since we was kids
 It's all strange my nigga's locked down thinking long range
 And see their names in the Daily news third page
 They sent a kite to my nigga Killa
 It only took one sword to put seven holes in his squila
 A 3 to 9 spending most of his time inside the bin
 Reclined, and still came home with a shine