| When I first splashed out the water, it was all wet | 
| Covered in blood, mama covered with sweat | 
| The umbilical cord wrapped around my neck | 
| Chokin' me, doctor pushin' me and pokin' me | 
| I said to the motherf**kin' nurse «You must be jokin' me» | 
| Ten fingers, ten toes like it’s supposed to be | 
| Thank god it ain’t no coke in me | 
| That’s what my momma spoke to me | 
| She said, «Son, your uzi weighs a ton» | 
| The world for you has just begun, now go Darien have some fun | 
| But don’t abuse time on earth 'cause time’s worth more than gold | 
| The here is here and the now is now and the world is hell and cold | 
| So off into the street I strode | 
| I think I’m supposed to take your head as far as I was told | 
| It’s a shake-shake of the dice, you should take-take my advice | 
| You dealin' with snakes and mice, that means you can’t win | 
| But losin' I’d never have trouble choosin', 'cause what I’m gon' use 'em | 
| If it ain’t worth doin' now, it ain’t worth doin' at all | 
| I ain’t bullshittin' wit y’all | 
| Your life is here and now | 
| No need to beat your brow | 
| These moments won’t belong to you, tomorrow | 
| Well here I am, here I stand, here I be | 
| Behind this mic tryin’a set my life free | 
| Let my shit be testimony of a G | 
| Who seen sights that other people just couldn’t see | 
| They say «Where you wanna do it?» | 
| I say «Here» | 
| They say «When you wanna do it?» | 
| I say «Now» | 
| They say «How?» | 
| I say «With my style, one of the few things I got in this world | 
| My family, a couple friends, my beautiful baby girl» | 
| And procrastination, lack of motivation in your operation | 
| I’m sorry but I just don’t have the patience | 
| You’ll never get a second chance to dance | 
| While you sit on your hands, we spit out the jams for the fans | 
| And I’m so far advanced, I had to bring it back some | 
| And I said f**k it, let’s take it to the maximum | 
| Like walking with your legs broken, mic spoken | 
| Arms draggin, staggerin' and laughin', here and now | 
| I don’t cry later, I put it down now, I don’t wanna try later | 
| I seize the time, the eves from behind | 
| I freeze-frame the game for the grind, I came for your mind | 
| Not for the fame, but the deaf, dumb, and blind | 
| 'cause everybody’s gonna get just what come to 'em | 
| Find your God, and run to 'em | 
| I wanna talk now, no you can’t call me back | 
| You’re too anxious, yeah, you could call me that | 
| I wanna eat now 'cause there the food right there | 
| No I can’t wait, I just want my fair share | 
| So where the food at? | 
| Call all the shots at | 
| «Patience is a virtue,» Yeah man, I got that | 
| But my clock reads half past a monkey’s ass | 
| And a quarter to his balls, and it’s moving fast | 
| I just wish some people wouldn’t dick around | 
| 'cause I want it here and now, I can’t stick around | 
| Yeah, so I probably won’t be in the lobby | 
| Waitin' for Bobby to give me a jobby-jobby | 
| Hey Simo, primo, Kemo-sabe | 
| Knees knobby, but stand firm, not wobbly | 
| So where we at? | 
| ight here, when time is a now | 
| Motherf**k the day, motherf**k the trial |