Light your muthufucken joints homie
Cus that's what I'm about to do
This for all the real muthufuckers putting it down 
on the block 
Ain't no turning back, Westside HPS
Thee unforgiven, he got something to say
Homie it was high noon at the Harpy's saloon
When I stepped out, and lit that chronic joint
Ese point the glock 9 drop 2 of your boys
G's die, or end up in jail
Ese kites from the homies penitentiary mail
No one to trust, these wicked women deceive
The feds watch us and automatic we see 
Terrorist, they from the city of angels 
Bitches all up on the dick so we got's to bang 'em
You assume, because I grew up with nothing
Age 13, I started conducting
Robbery burglary grand theft and arson
Drug deal gotta eat gotta roll no pausing
That's Venom, in the front just posted
Hoover Park Tiny Locos 25ths controlling
Thee ungorgiven
Thee unforgiven
Thee unforgiven
Thee unforgiven
Muthufuckers better listen I got something to say
I drop an H bomb, then set up shop in your building 
The feins started coming so we making ah killing 
And I'm willing, to go to war for the spot
Undercover ATF's and them local cops
Shot's fired, and one of them went down
I scored ah point for the hood so I blazed ah pound
And still I come right and serve on sight
With my LA blue cap and my all white Nikes
You in ah trance, I'm in ah Kenpo stance
Feed ah 4 5 slug in ah fucken flash
That's what'll happen, I put your ass in ah casket
Enemies ride through and half your crew get blasted
Your shit get jacked ese I'm that thief
That G5 mac and that stash of weed
That's greed, for my addictive needs
C O N stab the track till your headphones bleed
Thee ungorgiven
Thee unforgiven
Thee unforgiven
Thee unforgiven
Muthufuckers better listen I got something to say
I'm the boss of bosses not ah fucken stranger
When it's musica asesina then you know it's ah 
banger
Conejo, fuck with the criminal gangs
Sometimes it was good, sometimes were bad
Dead rappers, and still I ain't done
Known to kill with intrigue under the scorching sun
I'm lone wolf, out the chamber of death
C Loco strolled up and put ah strap to your head
I'm ah bad ass kid king pin in the hood
You slip up once and I'll do you like Suge
Straight punk you, this my g'd up raps
Homie back on the scene ese to peel more caps
Cus I'm too deep I'm on the run with guns
Ese born as ah Harpy I'ma die as one
Harsh times, and never fell with yai
Ese 36 O's of that chicken of caine
Thee ungorgiven
Thee unforgiven
Thee unforgiven
Thee unforgiven
Muthufuckers better listen I got something to say