Ay im tha unknown-unknown, Rip ya straight out cha home wit chrome, Thrown out ya window, While i make ya bitch moan an groan, Wit da bottle of gin, We put a spin on how we win, Anit no mo wind, So stop breathin like u need it, Im sick of west versez east, Cant we just find some peace, An fight wit da police, Cuz da streetz is filled wit 2 much violence, Seen it all b4 when i was like 9 or 10, But no i aint got no one 2 run behind agian, So now ive gone 2 rhymin, So jump a fence, find a benz ta steal, Feel wha it feel like ta have ta feel da fuckin steel fo real!