Professor, profes stay to the streets
But this ain't no religion this ah mystical speech
Just peek, into the ghostly eyes
They slamming from the chiva and they caught ah 
surprise
I hare ah bond, but some years are gone
I'm ah Westside felon with the 4 4 long
Sing along, and be part of the chorus
I could see muthufuckers like the iron walrus
Homie store this, the lab arisen your mind
Ese memory banks terror see you with rhymes
Ah chamber, astain the rope
Regalistic murder ese be the winds short
Library's, the catalog weapon
Download ah curse the West was strengthen
Plus the veil, of secrecy
Behind the madness ain't shit to me
Cus my child hood, being ah crazy lifetime
For many of us we just bomb on sight
I'm Imperial Rabbs in ah cosmic sense
I'm ah road scientist ese cooking that meth
In my book rhymescured I'm ah serekive son
Dope was my dad and mom was ah gun
I hance the possession ah warrior priest
And I'ma silence those that be willing to speak
Don't fail to reserve the code we live by
I start with murder 2 could die
Suicide slums full of traffickers
Bitch say something and we after her
She schemed against so she deemed to fail
Unstoppable force, the corpse just fell
This ah psychic link along with couraging fella
Ah medicine killa half masica and spaniard
Professor, that's what I am
Enroll in my class and I'll teach you to blast
Profes, why you give me the meth?
Cus you don't pay attention when the subject is meth
Professor, just give me ah chance
I could bring 3 bricks if you let me advance
Fuck it, it's ah deal