Just like a prisoner, because I'm brown with some black skin. A fugitive, running cause I just won't give in. And its hard when it's black on black. Gotta blast another brother trying to scheme on my stack.
Niggas duck as I make another hit, the psycho just dont quit. And I'm living in the land of the fucked up shit. I guess everybody's hungry for the mutherfucking snaps.
Straight Jacking. Straight Jacking. Straight Jacking. Straight Jacking. Grab the nine with the hollow point tip. Grab the nine with the hollow point tip.
Wake your punk ass up. The M.C Eiht's back in the motherfuckin' house. Kickin' the straight gangster shit, for the 9,1. You know what I'm sayin', gia.