I tried to take the high road Let by gones be by gones I tried to take the high road But now another life's gone What you expect from me? To turn the other cheek All you bring is war, asking me for peace What you expect from me, when all you bring is greed All you bring is war, asking me for peace But now I gotta piece piece piece But now I gotta piece piece piece But now I gotta piece piece piece But now I gotta piece piece piece Yeah, yeah Yeah, they say let's make America great again Except for the slavery and genocide When we killed all the natives and steal their tribes And the time we denied the women's rights Talkin' 'bout great, like the AIDS outbreak Like when they brought crack cocaine to the hood Like when they brought heroin to the states Justice is not on the internet Equality don't have a twitter account The last words that a man should ever hear Should never be "Get on the ground" Our culture so misunderstood, it's cloudy up over the hood I think about packing my bags and leaving this country for good Glock, Glock in my car for your probable 'cause 'Cause even the law don't follow the law Guess it's my fault for being black A country built on my people's backs Up in first class, yeah my seat is black Even when I'm bored and I'm tryna see my past Tell me, if you had a chance, would you go back in time to see the past? Waitin', waitin', waitin' for reparation For the end of segregation All we got is a month and a television station All they teach is slavery and we celebrate it They turn the cheek if we should perish But just remember you can't spell America without Eric I tried to take the high road Let by gones be by gones I tried to take the high road But now another life's gone What you expect from me? To turn the other cheek All you bring is war, asking me for peace What you expect from me, when all you bring is greed All you bring is war, asking me for peace But now I gotta piece piece piece But now I gotta piece piece piece But now I gotta piece piece piece But now I gotta piece piece piece Yeah, yeah By any means necessary Lately two many mommas out here bearing babies Really ain't safe 'round here no more Scared of the law when they head outdoors And will we ever be at peace, man? I ain't sure But for now I'm like Malcolm out the window it's simple altercation Got these motherfuckers blazin' and I ain't tryna say bye to my kinfolk They choke us out like what they need a noose for? Gentrify like fuck wherever you go Prison walls nowadays big biz Give us dope then lock us up to get riches Then send us out to a job we can't get You had that nigga flipped now you back in the system That's a cold game man, aww dog if there's a God pray she listening The president don't give a fuck about us The government don't give a fuck either They talkin' make America great again I just wanna save my people I just want that 40 acres and mule Another promise didn't fall through Just a whole lot of propaganda and lying to me and you I tried to take the high road I tried to take the high road Let by gones be by gones I tried to take the high road But now another life's gone What you expect from me? To turn the other cheek All you bring is war, asking me for peace What you expect from me, when all you bring is greed All you bring is war, asking me for peace But now I gotta piece piece piece But now I gotta piece piece piece But now I gotta piece piece piece But now I gotta piece piece piece Yeah, yeah

Help on the way Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Help on the way Help on the way Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Help on the way I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop They say the game f**ked up and the records ain't sellin It was bad in 06' gettin worse in 07' Market over saturated with all the bootleggin When it seems better shawty ain't no tellin' Well, call Lyor, give him this message Then hit K'ys tell hiim, tell Kevin, Craig, Julie Greenwald, all of them present The fifty mill you gave me, was a sound investment This time around we gon sell 5, no less than 4 on a slow day, call vegas and bet By the way, if you a winner, I'm the one you should be with Hit J, Tell them niggas to bet against Grand Hustle homie, I'm a make you respect this They say "the market share down", so... I ain't affected Tell the label relax, ain't no need to stress shit Just cut the check and I'll handle the rest... shhiit They say the game in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon Stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop You hear my name so hot, I got the game on lock You niggas keep floppin, But i remain on top Still the same ol' me, With the same ol' glock From the first cd, With the Kangol top I was hollerin dopeboy when I first came out It seems like everyone in the dope game now man I told these niggas that it ain't gon stop All the hatin' gon' stop or this thang gon' blah Most of these niggas, ain't slang, no blocks Got a lil' somethin', but it ain't so hot Try to sell a record when my shit drop Get the cover of the magazine when my shit out nope I think not just why, if you ever eye with a nigga this fly You better watch your mouth, you ain't that high KING OF THE SOUTH, you ain't that guy They say the game in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon Stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop To the fans and the critics, think hip hop is missing This is a lil' proof that hip hop livin' You can hear a hip hop top now, just listen Now see a hip hop walk out with 6 bitches In the ATL, see hip hop chillin' In a multimillion dollar crib hip hop building You know how many cars hip hops driven? Nigga I'm everything hip hop's missing Nigga you is everything hip hop isn't My heart and my soul, where hip hop live at To anyone whos ever said hip hops finished It can't be dead while I'm still livin in it I'm livin (and well, might I add that) They say the game in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon Stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop

I'm only, I'm only human dog, hello, out there I'm only human dog, can you, hear me? I'm only human dog, it's an S.O.S Ay, ay listen to me, to let me, be me Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm only human y'all Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm just a human y'all Push the dirt, off your jersey then go for the cup Or the trophy, or the ring, champion no matter what Cause when you got the belt, and the ring People with you popping bottles, taking pictures, look around But soon as you fall down all the haters passing judgement, oh no no) Fly as I'm is shawty I'mma rise above this, oh no no no no Hey what it is world? Yeah it's me again Back before you, at your mercy, on bended knee again No running from the truth, as much as we pretend That it ain't what it is, then it hits CNN Apologies to my fans and my closest friends (I'm sorry) For letting you down, I won't take you down this road again (uh-uh) Most of you now saying "Whatever, here we go again" Blogs, radio and television all going in I laugh to keep from crying through all of the embarrassment (I gotta say) I gotta say you fucking haters is hilarious (ha ha) How dare you sit right there and act as if you holier than thou? Point your finger now with me looking down (down) Same clown that was Twitpicing at my wedding On the same Twitter page disrespecting, wait a second Never mind my imperfections, this a fact, remember that No mistake's too great to recover and bounce back Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm only human y'all Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm just a human y'all Push the dirt, off your jersey then go for the cup Or the trophy, or the ring, champion no matter what Cause when you got the belt, and the ring People with you popping bottles, taking pictures, look around But soon as you fall down all the haters passing judgement, oh no no) Fly as I'm is shawty I'mma rise above this, oh no no no no I admit, yeah I done some dumb shit, disappointed erry'body I know Try not to hold that against me though My road to redemption has no GPS So guess that time must be invested for this to be manifested Yes it's, hard living life in the spotlight Trying to dodge the haters same time as the cop light The Bible say "Let he without sin cast the stone first" (stone first) The sinner or the one who judged him, who was wrong first? Yeah he go to work, never done no drugs up until the Fed He just drink his liquor, touch his kids, beat his wife instead (damn) Difference is my shortcomings hit the media Thanks to TMZ, the AJC and Wikipedia See the stairway to heaven while stepping down Jacob's ladder My good outweigh the bad, God ain't that what really matter? (nope) And matter fact, I'm wrong but after that The good I done in yo' hood, should it over-shadow that? Got the world laughing at me for the moment But it gonna be your turn 'fore it's over with, even if you're so legit That you get a house with a dog and a picket fence The people with you then but when they turn on you remember this Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm only human y'all Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm just a human y'all Push the dirt, off your jersey then go for the cup Or the trophy, or the ring, champion no matter what Cause when you got the belt, and the ring People with you popping bottles, taking pictures, look around But soon as you fall down all the haters passing judgement, oh no no) Fly as I'm is shawty I'mma rise above this, oh no no no no Hello, out there, I'm only human dawg Can you, hear me? Can you, hear me? I'm only human dawg It's an S.O.S To let me, be me Hello, out there, ay you can love me, or either leave me Can you, hear me? Before you judge me, just let me be me It's an S.O.S, ay you can love me, or either leave me To let me, be me before you judge me, see life ain't easy Hello, out there, yeah, you gon' miss me when I'm gone Can you, hear me? I know when I'm gone, I bet you gon' miss me when I'm gone It's an S.O.S, you gon' miss me when I'm gone To let me, be me, hmm, you gon' miss me when I'm gone I know when I'm gone, I bet you gon' miss me when I'm gone You gon' miss me when I'm gone I accept full responsibility for all the wrong I've done If y'all thought I was perfect I apologise for being human man But never again partner, you could put my life on that Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm only human y'all Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm just a human y'all Push the dirt, off your jersey then go for the cup Or the trophy, or the ring, champion no matter what Cause when you got the belt, and the ring People with you popping bottles, taking pictures, look around But soon as you fall down all the haters passing judgement, oh no no) Fly as I'm is shawty I'mma rise above this, oh no no no no Hello, out there, ay you can love me, or either leave me Can you, hear me? Before you judge me, just let me be me It's an S.O.S, ay you can love me, or either leave me To let me, be me, before you judge me, see life ain't easy

Aye, boy, don't spill my drink, boy, pull it Now listen, everybody report to the bloodclot dance floor You love the beat, boy, you know what it is Yo, T.I.P., talk to them, bloodclot I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is About that drama, you don't want no problems I love that llama but you know what it is Aye, I get money, all I count is big money Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is Yo, T.I.P., let them little rock boys know how you livin' The wait is over, here we go again, I'm back in the plate Gon' sell another couple mill and take it back to the A Gon' take that other couple mill and put it back in the safe Find cash for the crew up only back in the lake I'm up in cruises two steppin' with the gat in the waist T.I. ain't in the streets no more, that what they say Don't even try it when you sayin', boy, you have to be great You can trust to hit ya in ya face your peeps will have to replace That's if you like it nigga and trust me it wont hurt me to take A hundred thousand to them Haitians, you'll be murdered today I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is About that drama, you don't want no problems I love that llama but you know what it is Aye, I get money, all I count is big money Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is Yo, T.I.P, some boy wanna play our hit Let 'em know who the king of the South is Talk to them Women sweatin' when they see me, I'm apparently hot Had the album of the year, nigga, Grammy or not Remember, all day I used to stand in the spot With 2 revolvers in my pocket pitchin', handlin' rocks Right now, judge tappin', there ain't a car I ain't got I'm the number one customer at my own car lot If you wanna know how much I makin' just imagine a lot Even though I pro'lly gettin' more than you'd imagine I got Listen close, I need to know if you understand me or not If ya disrespectin' me you and your man will get shot I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is About that drama, you don't want no problems I love that llama but you know what it is Aye, I get money, all I count is big money Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is Went from the king of the south to the king of the states Ridin' in a car you probably never seen in the states No idea how much yay I can bring in the States Hey, you could get a hundred of 'em for a million today Frank Lucas ain't the only one who made a million a day But it's the American gangster right here in ya face And you don't wanna see P$C on the scene with AK You think you running a private, that ain't even the case And just because you get away, that don't mean its okay You a dead man walking and I mean it, okay I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is About that drama, you don't want no problems I love that llama but you know what it is Aye, I get money, all I count is big money Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is Some of dem boys want to talk what dey have done They guns sound like popcorn