South Side Chicago, run up and get gunned up, come thru to Crown-Town where we be flippin' nigga's frowns upside down, make you's bow down to that almighty black, and gold crown.Karma, we all know what it means. What goes around, comes around. How sweet is the taste of revenge, is it the fact of gettin' back at someone. That makes one linger for it more, or the fact the pain that payback caused them makes one crave for more. Life is hard to explain. My grandmother always told me, "be careful what you wish for, be careful what you say, and be careful what you do, because everythin' in life has a price." To tell you the truth, it does. There's not one thing that one does not get away with, yes, there are situations where we get away with things. But it will come back to you, and 3 times worse. My Father told me, "Life is beautiful, but life is only one. One must learn to have fun, and enjoy life, as well as use it to ones advantage. Remember, life is only one, we mess up and it is over."-..My Flows..-Aight.. yee yee I'm that NuHKaH pullin' all them trigga'z on all you's 'cause I'm a natural born killa for rilla, smoke a jilla make all you's filla. This is Jake killin' all you flakes especially you snakes from da North Side this is the better side the South Side, we don't hide we homicide and we will make all of you dramatized, we have too much pride, and we multiply. My crew is true, and your crew be gettin' treated like jews have been for thousands of years stab you wit' spears, I be ridin' in my broum' wit' da .357 chrome to your dome makin' you foo's cough up fome this is my home on my throne madicone. You a lame were nobody will remember your name, you would never reach fame 'cause you don't know how to play the game!I'm more than compelled than honored to expell this hell that's inside my shell for NuHKaH'z who want it, violence, yee that bullshit right up my alley chasin' you right up the alley wit' a gun fixin' to kill you, 'cause I feel you was the one tryin' to kill my family, I role wit' a gang of go getters, and I'm goozin' those killah's who be quick to put that glock on the gage to gun up one of you foo's, messin' wit' killah's you shouldn't, these menaces, villains, and hoodlums that will give to the business in demolitionin' a whoopin', 'cause it ain't no type of joke, or jivin' comin' off of this, you done gon' die in a coffin, so if you ever get the notion, motion forward on your ho' shit, you know I got the potion to boil your brain in a bag, and give you a new perspective on who the realist is, you all know you can't just kill one, you stupid bitch, you have to kill us all.Yo' it's the gangsta J-A-K-E murderin' all you fakes, for god sakes I'll kill you wanksta's wit' your godmother's rake, you will never awake, throw yo' ass in the lake, blast you in the face in any place 'cause you a disgrace. 'Cause you nothing but a trick, knock you on your ass wit' a brick, go ahead and snitch, you'll never become rich. You's a hick who sucks anyone off, nigga's so scared to death, they Hold they breath when I rhyme I'm doin' a crime...
