yeah yeah uh huh uh huh yeah grandmama taught me how to run my own business granddad taught me how to write my own my pops taught me violence my moms taught me peace and love that made a great balance my positive and negative charge will blow the gauge i m off the meter i m a creature unlike anything you ve seen stop lyin you ain t ever heard of nothin like p been jockin my style since i was 15 i m groundbreakin i should have my own genre you sound like every other rapper you washed up the streets taught me how to spot fraudulence like as soon as i see it i already peeped it you ain t low muh fucka roaches i put the lights on you should be yourself more get you more far the pragmatic life get a grip on it yeah fatima gave birth to a warrior and i m fightin the good fight rather die swingin everybody dies man life too quick i need more time to live cause i ain t done yet i m fightin the good fight rather die swingin everybody dies man life too quick we got a lot of things to do we ain t done yet no grandmama taught me how to lead granddad taught me to produce my own beats pops taught me to smile my moms show me how to roll a joint then she gave me malcolm x to anoint me with black pride that black power of our ancestors strike a nerve when i speak those words i ve got irish blood put these bare knuckles on you welcome to the fight club shoot your gun cause you scared of me i m not afraid of that time to go time to go and embrace the next plane of existence but i ain t finished i serve a higher purpose don t become nervous writers listen to my music and criticize me but they ain t have to survive the shit that i ve been subjected to they on the outside where it s safe to watch and look alive  and i m fightin the good fight rather die swingin everybody dies man life too quick i need more time to live cause i ain t done yet i m fightin the good fight rather die swingin everybody dies man life too quick we got a lot of things to do we ain t done yet