My mind runnin wild…Gut them doors open/ got the world open/ got the mic and we tight/ you feel dark when u step to tha light?/ same here/ same there/ same everywhere/ each bench held up the hope of a wise man who never cared/ and each hoodie shaded one from the dark clouds/ each bullet came back to tha the dog who barked loudest/ and thas karma, cuz each dog has its day/ n dogs can get down in a hazardous way/ and thas wit emphasis/ intense/ a dude nabbed like that a back stabbed aint given a fuk wut consequences is/ each pen can write a sentence fuck a sentence a story life liberty and pursuit of tha glory/ each warrior want his piece of tha pie/ each warrior has a side he ride wit wantin his enemy 2 die/ and each parent want his children to try they hardest, but each child wants stacks tryn buy up tha market / its wut u plant thas the shit gonna harvest, n each archer aint got the same shot but they still shootin at the same target/ so if u aint hit it accurate, git ya game up cuz each achievement is the product of its practicin/ each one teaches one, yea and each one learns/ and it mite not be rolled proper but the leaf still burns/ each one learn from one yea and each one teach/ You betta keep what you grasp what you reach each day anotha league down dwellin in tha depths now/ jus a notch on tha tree its all relative to death how I/ fall asleep is wen tha birds start chirpen/ wake up wen tha guards start working/ deal wit tha circumstance, each scar’s sumthin on tha working hands/ each minute of thinken it wouldn’t hurt ta dance/ each minute passin like yo who gon ask me/ save tha last for tha devil n leave thinken Im happy/ but all that shine done rust/ each time I sit down wit tha shrink we end up jus discussin disgust/ Thas y I act like u fuckin wit us? Naw/ Crews quite deep you mite sleep cuz im knownta walk alone huh/ and each time I hear tha tha glove hit tha jaw/ mug to tha floor/ like when ox busten off killen em all/ its like when that snow hitcha/ (sniff) the fiends keep a hit witcha/ leanin back smile to tha sky/ each time it’s a inch deeper every time we git high/ each thug done had cried/ each dude who pulls a trigger musta once asked himself why/ am I right/ each time I write rhymes I jus wana make suttin to bump in the ride/ but each line I write its sumn to mind/ each time you gon find each one is somn that come from tha mind/ up from the start, it come from the heart, and if it aint anyadose its probly from tha blunt that I spark/ and each day the sun emerge from the dark, it’s anotha/ anotha step down that path that I chose/ on that search for the basket of woes/ rummage thru it for som cash n some hoes/ each citizen after taxes is old/ each rapper n scholar wonder why he do it/ sometimes im like damn wallet so thin can feel my condoms thru it/ but its the instruments bombed wit fluid/ cuz each hata gon talk but cant stop me frum maken my music/ so Fuck You…/ each one teaches one, yea and each one learns/ and it mite not be rolled proper but the leaf still burns/ each one learn from one yea and each one teach/ You betta keep what you grasp what you reach