[Chorus:] You can turn your back and then walk away (You can turn your back and then walk away) Soon be comin the judgment day (Ahh, soon there be comin the judgment day)
[Xzibit] Yes, uhh, breathe with me C'mon.. listen, yo I know you're fed up, feel like you can't get up Have faith, stay strong, keep your head up Yo, it only gets worse; we in a world Where your status and your bank account determine your worth There's no time to rehearse, the clock been tickin Cause we all started dyin at birth, I speak the truth and it hurts It felt like I was dyin of thirst 'Til I was blessed with my voice, I move mountains with verse The worst thing you ever seen in your life, "The Passion of Christ" Pregnant chicks buyin rock, hittin the pipe It ain't like I ain't tried to tell ya; misery love company Keepin the wrong company brings failure Cause people use people like paraphernalia With a scam, with a scheme, with a dream to sell ya But I ain't got nothin but love for all my soldiers and thugs To all of my women, we gotta keep livin, c'mon
[Xzibit] Yeah! c'mon Mr. X to the Z had to raise the stakes Had to touch my people like T.D. Jakes On the ground like a nigga flippin crumbs to cake I won't stop like an eighteen wheeler with no brakes Bein dipped in her-on so each CD's weight Niggaz be fake, they speak what they can't create (create) You won't, see me break, I'm built for a tough frame One-eighty-five and I'm still on huff I was only fifteen, tryin to pass that rock Never got caught, just sat down, collected my thoughts This is bullshit, I ain't got a plane or a boat I'm just another nigga sellin some coke, y'know? Had to grab life right by the throat, murder I wrote My callin for ballin wasn't peddling dope It was oversea convoys, bangin out cuts No police or government agency lockin me up, so what?
[Xzibit] C'mon.. What do you believe in? I believe in karma And that fo'-five to drop that drama Can't wait for the time when I meet my maker Picture everlasting life in Jamaica, time to wake up Watch your thoughts, your thoughts become words Your words become actions when the bullshit happens Keep laughin, that's when the gauge start clackin Feel the buckshots smackin have your body mismatchin Yo, I feel the devil tryin to force my hand Steady bringin out the soldier in a peaceful man See I was born to be all that I can, without a Uncle named Sam As you can see we just a part of his plan 'Cause first there was a war on blacks And then there was a war on crack, now it's war in Iraq, c'mon I never give up, I only give back I ain't preachin I'm just statin the facts So let the choir sing!