Из альбома: '93 'til Infinity
[Opio] 
Now playful pulpit pussies poppin junk with the pistol 
Sweated because I'm dreaded let's get ready to pull a fistful 
of extinction  reachin  quick on the trigger sneakin 
and then send a flurry of bullets diggin deep in my flesh and wreakin 
the props cuz they pops lots of mops heads drop 
Dead plots  a cop  eager and ready to lick the shots hot 
Ready to kick the plot so wipin the flop and then I vanish 
Managed to escape by the skin of my teeth and then say damn 
it's a shame, the brain is washed, to the point, when it's savage 
Beast-es, I rest in peace, simply before I annex 
and send, why can't there be, a resolution I ask you 
No answer, so fuck it the next time my life is threatened I'll blast you 
Packin the black steel makin the mack's feel pain and fear 
As I smear blood from buckshots to the brain 
PUMP PUMP PUMP listen to the bullets hum as they buzz past 
your ears and dig in, drillin into your cranium 
Not a gang-banger, crack-slanger, never done had the rep kid 
Yet sweated, frequently, see me and step with 
intent to kill spilling your blood for your sins 
Defends my livelihood cuz rivals could bring ends to 
my youthful bliss bustin a trigger gun and missed this 
Bullets, to the vital organs, in order to assist 
in your death, your last breath havin spasms as I has em 
The idea is demonic and the thought is surely sad 
and not a murderer, ensurin the, longevity of my life I'll 
live and let live, kill if I must I shall 
Chorus: 
I give it all I got, that's all I got to give 
Yo, you got to live and let live 
I give it all I got, that's all I got to give 
Yo, you gotta live and let live 
[Phesto] 
Damn I wish, that I can have bliss, daily 
Lately I try to speak my piece but words fail me 
I'm dwelling in the halls of appalling sights of evil 
I got to sweat the devil plus I got to sweat my people 
Do I gotta blow them brains out to get them chains out 
your head, the mackin mentally offends to be dead 
Deceased I gotta a peace deeds cuz the beast be 
lurkin up in them, so now I'm buckin them 
And stuck in them, the herring fits means tricks 
You learn it when you plunder and tell me to run the kicks 
You might trip, and find it hard to swallow this 
But follow this down a dark alley and you're catchin hollow tips 
You got yo' shit, I got mine, Leave It At That 
Respect D or thank me, when I shank thee 
necks, cuz clever dreads can sever heads weasel 
I may be thin but my lead friends be diesel 
A law abiding citizen but shit it's been long enough 
Strong and tough, sniff this and you're snuffed 
Stifled, step lively, don't try to bust me 
Trust the fact that I'm friendly and you'll Plus see 
I love humans, they hate, me 
I'd love to live and let live but no-one's D 
So until then I chill when it's possible 
But I gotsta pull, pieces because we're peaceless 
Chorus 
[A-Plus] 
Yo, I shall not kill, I will if I have to 
You say I'm the one promoting violence well I ask you 
Have you ever heard the sound of bullets passing you 
Ever thought of going out with someone blasting you 
Willing to be killing maybe is a great sin but 
it's not appealing when bullets penetrate skin what 
pain when a brain leaves a stain with the quickness 
So I get a fool if I think that I'm on his shitlist 
With the swiftness of a glock nine 
So now who got your back? Cuz my gat got mine 
Find a brother with some dreads and now you figure you're gonna kill him 
Well I grab my gun when I see one I'm gonna fill him 
Why should you live in fear thinkin someone is gonna get ya 
I bet ya, before he gets me he'll be on a streacher 
So no nigga pulls a trigger on the S-O-M 
And if there's more than one I'll have to kill the rest of them 
Buckshots, leave a body ripped, cuz I got equipped 
with a shotty quick, that nobody wanna riff with 
Get split open with the fury of the lead G 
Rat-a-tat, tat-a-tat, flat is what your head be 
Dead see, why don't brothers wanna let me function 
When I pull it, kids be eatin bullets like a luncheon 
Adam got a magnum and I tag em with this weapon 
Be threatened, cuz Adam be pullin a pistol if you're steppin 
I don't like it but I guess that that's the way it has to be 
Live and let live but then you're dead before you're blastin me 
Chorus 2X