If - 13 & God

If there were something so loud and clear

It would have been bought and sold

We travel the space ways

And doom the space of men

And doom the space we’re in

And doom the space there in

It has come to my attention as a matter of fact.

And the face of days I wont know how to act.

I act so tense u could pull a bull with it I so raw u can see nothin' in it

Dead negligent 4s right out of his air holes

caught with his one white lung and his wing

And this whole city cut for a scope

Just like playa called a balla in old Oakland

Phone bill costs un-replicated gone half heart Corinthian

Colum taught with my raw arm caught left,

Caught right bill to the occupation like bam none of my my Lord

And my pay rent to decide, and ban me,

And my none with exaggerated arms hong chong open to me cold