You want my life, you wanna take away what´s mine
But I got my rights and I´ll keep singin´ ´till the sun don´t rise

Verse 1 :
It´s like a game for me to watch you suffer in pain
It´s my favorite thing, and I´ma do this shit ´till you´re slain
You could go and ask God, even he wants you dead
I´ll put you into shame every time that my pen hits the paper
Mista Mista I´m the new Docta Davis, who tries to rap, but can´t even sing
The only time he sounds good is when he´s spreadin´ his rumors
Fillin´ up his beer gutt with the last of his Cooler´s
Yeah Right, Dumb Man, don´t you ever compare me to you
I´m the next Dre, you´re that dude who can (?)
And now you´re chokin´ ´cause your career is over for you
I fuckin´ smoked you, both you, don´t you got something
better to do than they tell each other who´s cuter
Mr Cool Dude, oh yeah, I forgot to tell you that your mom´s a loose bitch
And her two kids can suck my dick, you know who this is!

Chorus:
As I walk alone.. I still sing for tomorrow
Don´t you forget that when I meet you, there won´t be no sorrow
These streets are cold, but this lonely road I follow
I´m not scared, ´cause I know I´m comin´ home tomorrow

Verse 2:
Hello? Dr. Drew says he don´t like me
If he´s got a problem with my penis, he can bite me
Motherfuckers think ´cause I´m on the radio
They can buy me and put these asse´s right beside me
You think I´ma sit here lying Fuck that
I ain´t gonna let no psychologist pump back in my city nine milly milly singin´ with me
I got the truth and the spirit, you can try to hear me
There´s a certain magic when I spit and only few can match it,
´Cause I´m right above the ceiling, it´s a normal habit
That´s why these people say I killed their fake God (?)
So take up all these feelings, so when you need me
Just say, "How you doin´?"
I don´t need that other crap about how u grew up
and You can take the other route and just say "Wow you Blew up "
But behind my back, you´re sayin´, "How the fuck did he do it"

Chorus:

As I walk alone.. I still sing for tomorrow
Don´t you forget that when I meet you, there won´t be no sorrow
These streets are cold, but this lonely road I follow
I´m not scared, ´cause I know I´m comin´ home tomorrow

Verse 3:
Yo, some may view me as a villain,
They treat me like a felon
So music´s like a weapon
My mind is like my senses
I know when they pretend shit
Acting like it´s friendship
Kiss my fucking necklace
ask Joe hes my motherfucking witness
in every single line I spit I spit like I´m 2pac and shit
but yeah, I´m still rocking it, still walking it
They ask Deuce, "Why you talking it?"

Chorus:
As I walk alone.. I still sing for tomorrow
Don´t you forget that when I meet you, there won´t be no sorrow
These streets are cold, but this lonely road I follow