Neva Mend

I was a death man degenerate

Some saw me as a fool just a menace and-

If I ever broke the law it was heaven sent,

In the habit of sayin' some shit I never meant,

Now it's time for you to see that when-

I speak- I'm real- I feel- I can never forget;

What is it that made me this way how I'm today,

And why it is this heavy music I play,

Now I'm menace to tha heaven sent,

I break the fools and degenerates,

You're a death man with master plan,

If you can-can, come to my land we can get it on man,

You needn't think you can pull one over me,

I'm a tough, smart, heavy brotha in tha industry,

I got no grounds for beatin' around the bush,

You push – I push back and I hit with power see!!!

This is the message that will never end,

This is a soul that will never mend,

I got fever – you're the reliever,

I'm off the meter – you're just a bleeder.

In this land there's a race that time forgot,

And for the land – in this time the race was shot,

Under-estimation, no conciliation,

Got to be blatant, speaking to the nation!!!