I Bring Truth To Tha Youth Tear

It's Like If You Plant Something In The Concrete And If It Grow And The Rose Petal Got All Kinds Of Scratches And Marks, You Ain't Gonna Say, 'damn, Look At All The Scratches And Marks On The Rose That Grew From The Concrete.' You're Gonna Be Like, 'damn, A Rose Grew From The Concrete?'

Let The Lord Judge The Criminals.

Expose Foes Wit My Hocus Pocus Flows, They Froze Now Suckas Idolize My Chosen Blows

We Live Like Caged Beasts Waiting For The Day To Let The Rage Free.

Being In Marin City Was Like A Small Town So It Taught Me To Be More [straightforward] With My Style. Instead Of Of Being So Metaphorical With The Rhyme, I Was Encouraged To Go Straight At It And Hit It Dead On And Not Waste Time Trying To Cover Thingsin Marin City It Seemed Like Things Were Real Country. Everything Was Straightforward. Poverty Was Straightforward.