I Set It Off With My Own

Man, Me And Biggie Were The Biggest Artists In New York. When He Passed, I Was So Messed Up. My Attitude Was Messed Up About Him Dying. There Was An East-west Thing Back Then, And I Was In War Mode.

Use Your Own Intuition. You Are Tomorrow.

My Skin Is An Art Gallery Right, With Paintings And Crucifixes Hoping To Save Me From All The Dangers In The Music Business

It's Foul What This Money Could Do, Cash Corrupts The Loyal.

Every Generation Witnesses Atrocities. People In Power Try To Fulfill Prophecy.