Behold my life, the life that I live is just one

My reflection is God, my shine is the sun

My sign is Aquarius, rap styles I got various

I'm a product of a pops who had bullshit marriages

My girl she's a G 'cause she carried her

My baby girl Vicky, please believe I'm a marry her

Fill her pockets with fifties and hundreds

I'll look back, say I done it, I did it

Man I've traveled the seven seas and stayed spank fitted

Shit, the bank did it, my dank stay stank scented

(Doja, make squares lose composure)

Behold my life, the life that I live is just mine

The days of our lives change in space and time

I break bread with the Hennessy, won't drink with the enemy

Cash foreign money at LAX from Italy

(Hey yo bartender, let me get another Hennessy)...

Behold my life, a DJ since '83

"Eric B is President" made me wanna MC

Made me wanna be the D to the E

Crowned 310 King, of Los Angeles City

Behold my life, registered guns and Rambo knives

The funds come in hundreds and ones, I hold on tight

And take the weather however it comes, the sun still shine

The black man said, uplift your mind

Take a page from history and turn it into facts

Bush is back, watch out for the new crack

The streets already hot like in the '80s

And they don't give a fuck how we choose to raise our babies

So this the days of my life in L.A.

I look at the sunset, light a blunt and say

Behold my life... {"the greatest story ever told in rhyme" - Prodigy}

The life that I live is just one

(My life, my life, my life, my life)





Behold my life, I kneel down and roll my dice

I told cats I work angles so precise

I got on to build, I don't meddle in wars

But I'm all out for sure if they threaten my shores

Bet, family and crew toastin' dark brew

Took time to develop my pictures in darkrooms

Babs, drop the needle, pick up a harpoon

Dip it and tattoo 'em like Mr. Cartoon

Globe Trotter, international spot rocker

In Europe they bring hash soon as they spot Rakaa

Iriscience, a champion hotboxer

Crescent Heights 'D', number one shot blocker

They get scared when I blow my mic

Now prepare for a cat that'll fight for rights

Behold my life... (My life, my life, my life, my life)





Behold my life, a pale horse and mic device

Up the price, the time is right for shows at night

Peace to The Roots that chop "Clones"

Dilated Live in Vegas, Defari and Tom Jones

Slap bones, lay tones to reels

Stay blown and in a zone with our own appeal

Turn that shit up, in cars or headphones to fill

Drop back, we go long and throw the pill

Fuck the overkill but understand the deal

Politics took over rap for real

But still we out for top bill and coppin' a mill'

If I fall short, got friends and options to chill

Dilated blaze the mic device

And I'm blessed, my whole crew spit as cold as ice

Behold my life... (My life, my life, my life, my life)