(Napoleon Talking). Life.... What the fuck is life for niggaz like us?. Been waking up to another muthafuckin' day. I'm the type of soldier. A nigga that seen. Everything in my muthafuckin eyes. I seen my parents get killed. To my muthafuckin eyes. I seen my brother kill his-self in my eyes. I seen Pac.. Yak.. die in the struggle in my eyes. So I know anybody can be touched. You know what I mean?. (Napoleon). Oh God forgive me. Somebody please say a prayer for me. Needed my parents. But they was never there for me. Believe in everything they feed me. I'm seeing demons. I wake up screaming. Who believe me or was I dreaming?. Five fingers on the .45 chrome. Dead aim at my brain infared with no lights on. I ain't afraid to die I want to see what's after this. I'm living blind writing rhymes. Til they capture this. And if we die let the world understand why. Soldier my eyes hate to see a young thug cry. They seeing us inside a casket. That's how they see us. Oh God forgive us ghetto bastards. We human beings. They leaving us inside this hell-hole. Just waiting to fail so they tell us. That's what jail for. Adolescense young teens turned violent. It's floating in a world turned silent. Cause you could be touched. (Chorus Makaveli). Young niggaz in the wild life. Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life. Thinking he can make his pay. Too in a rush niggaz better slow down. Cause you can be touched. Young niggaz in the wild life. Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life. Thinking he can make his pay. Too in a rush niggaz better slow down. Cause you can be touched. (E.D.I). I live life High Speed. Moving a million miles per hour. Towards my destiny. Making decesions carelessly. Yeah it's me yo nigga man child. Bomb first stand proud. Ain't looking for hand-outs. Twenty-five years up in this bitch. And I'll be damned if I ain't leaving rich. And leave my kids a grip. I let my blood drip off in this thug shit. You can be touched I catch you slippin' while I'm on a money mission. Like right now 30 dollars to my John Hancock. Try to get mo' so my shit don't flock. I lick off shots for everything they owe me. And when it's my time to go. I pray the Lord hold me. (U can be touched). (Kastro). I was born in the city that never sleeps. Schooled by the realest of the real niggaz. That ever breathed. And I was big when I was young. And now I see that I was dumb. My nigga.. Lonnie just got hit with 10... 10 years. For trusting a friend. They left him stuck in the Penn. I love him we all here just to die here plus. Nobody cares what got here. Touched by a angel and kissed by the Lord. Praise the thug ways and I'll never be bored. Touched by a angel and kissed by the Lord. Y'all praise the thug ways. So forever it's on.. baby. (Chorus Makaveli). My Young niggaz in the wild life. Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life. Thinking he can make his pay. Too in a rush niggaz better slow down. Cause you can be touched. Young niggaz in the wild life. Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life. Thinking he can make his pay. Too in a rush niggaz better slow down. Cause you can be touched. (Young Noble). Why grieve this life. Planted by the fiends and pipes. Green lights so. I'm seeing-seeing everything twice. Pretty much of nothing nice. (naw) we sucking it up. Even when we get a job we fucking it up. Like it can't happen to us. I could never be a bum. Yeah right you wound up one. God forbid I'm touched y'all keep living it up. Look and learn. Next it could be your turn... word. (Kadafi). Yes this a felonies' hobby. That got me here thinking robbery. Day to day all year long. Teflon protects my body. It's such unimportant in this criminal cartel. I'm caught and supporting me. So in these streets of hockey. I play the goalie. Secretz to war licks and score shit. Share between clients and homies. Remember what Patcino told me. Before he past. Watch them clowns with them crocodile smiles. Cause they phony I get that cash stay lonely. And I'm point like a thong. And it's survive for the strong. Living outside the laws of this crooked world. I was born touched. (Chorus Makaveli). My Young niggaz in the wild life. Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life. Thinking he can make his pay. Too in a rush niggaz better slow down. Cause you can be touched. Young niggaz in the wild life. Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life. Thinking he can make his pay. Too in a rush niggaz better slow down.