Pieces of a black man (uh huh)
 My thoughts travel, trapped on savage land it's like taboo (taboo)
 Stuck in time, so many young boys bustin' nines (Bustin')
 Some servin' state bids, cuz they hustle blind
 Pieces of a black man
 My thoughts travel (yeah) trapped on savage land it's like taboo (yeah)
 Stuck in time, so many young boys bustin' nines (Bustin')
 Some servin' state bids, cuz they hustle blind

 AZ:
 Yo when times get trifle
 I'm subjected to street survival
 See many never complete they cycle, other retreat to bibles
 Livin' holy, but currency seem to control me
 Movin' coldly, in the presence of old parolies
 My mind mold me, keep me in mack mode like Goldie
 Police know me, but ain't got enough to hold me (yeah)
 I follow rules, through the knowledge, swallow jewels
 A form of teachin', from the streets never taught in school (uh huh)
 You caught you lose, a wise man utilize tools
 Solitude certifies all moves
 So I walk this path of the old dread, that lead me off the Ave. (Yeah)
 Absorbin' fast, learnin' from niggas I lost in the past (Yo)
 It's poison plays in these foul days
 Housin' cops & they foul ways, and walkin' through a wild maze
 Holdin' my brain, tryin' to maintain
 Sleet, snow, or rain, I guees the game'll never change

 CHORUS: [AZ]
 Pieces of a black man
 My thoughts travel, trapped on savage land it's like taboo (taboo)
 Stuck in time, so many young boys bustin' nines (Yeah)
 Some servin' state bids, cuz they hustle blind

 AZ:
 Since the genesis, paraphanalia circle my premisis
 Poor images, project life drained my innocence (Uh huh)
 It's all the worst genocide, I guess the water's cursed
 My old earth identify, though her soul is for the church (uh huh)
 She prayed for peace, hopin' I'm saved before she lay deciest
 To say the least, the warden's to wise to play the streets
 I know the ropes, certain niggas to slow to cope (yeah)
 & though I sold some Coke, it was only to stay afloat
 Amongst the frozen hearted, some bentin', some departed
 Inhalin' chocolate, tracin' back to where it started
 The Crack wave 2 for 5, deuce & tres
 The Mack sprays, puffin' lye, truth & days
 & though it sound ill, through all the foul shit, I'm down still
 All aroudn real, rough is the grounds in Brownsville
 I know the ledge, meditatin', holdin' my head
 Eyes red, it's Doe Or Die till I'm dead

 CHORUS: [AZ]
 Pieces of a black man (black, uh huh)
 My thoughts travel, trapped on savage land it's like taboo
 Stuck in time, so many young boys bustin' nines (What)
 Some servin' state bids cuz they hustle blind
 Pieces of a black man (yeah, travelin' C'mon)
 My thoughts travel, trapped on savage land it's like taboo
 Stuck in time (buck, buck) so many young boys bustin' nines
 Some servin' state bids, cuz they hustle blind

 AZ:
 I played all positions, plus learned from each mission
 Politic, wit all teyp niggas wit different diction
 I did it up, from young in some cunt, the way I hit it up
 Buggin' off my first Philly Blunt, and how I lit it up
 But time flyin', playin' these corners'll let it slide by
 Puffin' lye, homicide, coke supplies dry
 So play the game, other slow up change the lane
 Awaken, unchain the brain in exchange to take away the pain
 It's a part of scriptures, put together wit different mixtures
 They tricked us, got us trapped in takin' pictures
 Interogatin', locatin', destination'
 Estimatin', or play a part of them investigatin'
 It's on goin', from them killers, to them broads hoin'
 Unknowin' first time fellons on trial blowin'
 So burn your clips
 And sit back, learn your shit
 The last of these real reps left turned legit

 CHORUS: [AZ]
 Pieces of a black man
 My thoughts travel (yeah), trapped on savage land
 it's like taboo (taboo)
 Stuck in time, so many young boys bustin' nines (bustin')
 Some servin' state bids (what, what) cuz they hustle blind
 Pieces of a black man (black man)
 My thoughts travel, trapped on savage land (thoughts travel)
 it's like taboo
 Stuck in time, so many young boys bustin' nines
 (buck, buck, buck, buck)
 Pieces of a black man
 My thoughts travel (travel) trapped on savage land, it's like taboo
 (taboo baby)
 Stuck in time, so many young boys bustin' nines
 Some servin' state bids cuz they hustle blind
 Pieces of a black man