tizz is love it or hate it, nuttin' in between
addicted to yayo like sheen, 500 bpm heartbeat
don't do it anymore, but remain psychotic
and hunt down idiotics like a carnivore

from florida to berlin, from tropic to toxic
deep in da game, da grimy streetz know my name
it'z tizzop, 14.8 inchez of hip-hop

hangin' at rashid'z, shisha ready, cuban necklace
three men in da back but ya don't know who it iz
all of 'em are dark-skinned, all of 'em are bearded
most important of all: all of 'em are fearless

we don't know what it meanz to be scared
just some migrantz who will now be heard
da territory split up: kurdz, arabz and turkz
we got our own law, like omerta, like da cosa

one apartment here, and one block' there
like bushido did, back in da dayz wit fler
sonny black carlo, godfatherz, yeeeah

power is about makin it and takin it, unlike nine said
unlike any other guy said, and if ya don't wanna buy it
find ya eyez in da wine-red, da choppaz are wild catz
ya can use them for da furiouz, some become notoriouz

otherz don't and die, but dey will be honored:
watch da muralz; urban networkz, also in da rural,
and five-o just remainz neutral; it is crucial to be brutal
as it iz to remain truthful; lyricistz can't deal wit diz
g-boy attitude of tizz: letz celebrate diversity
and ante up on google, i write barz and do diz
i'm a little too youthful for these oldskoolish

My sanity is challenging my mortality ,changes unexpected and in actuality integrity is lost in humanity has evil swims freely through us clouding judgement of the righteous,  are paths we may stray as well as mistakes made so we pray to find are way ,I say this now don't lose that connection with God when all is gone ,it is in faith where we are tested , when the ones thought to be on your side deserted you do not listen to the whispers of temptation a demons voice fallen from the sky ,the father of all lies,a unholy greed stronge enough to burn down are family tree and turn warriors who were once brothers into ashes ,we must never lose are selves in the wind of sorrow because we are not blessed to see the world of tomorrow ,time and time again the act of otherz of devilish sin will follow generations and history seems to repeat it self yet we are blind in are own selflessness "the devil will give you what you want,God will give you what you need "the act we chose do on others good or bad will determine are path,we are all walking on gold bricks now will you walk with every step to spread the gospel with sword in hand witch is God's word and speak no lie with the belt of truth, no fear shown when seen with the breast plate of righteousness, surrounded by justice is the ora ,mind shown the light with the helmet of salvation, now it is fear that grips us from are destiny but it is faith we must give are selves to God walking into war with" the shield of faith " God greatest gift to us is "heaven on earth"