 I showed up as the same man that I left as They rapped about being these, ain't even trespass I hit the road trafficin', prayin' for jet lags Head high, smokin' while he's takin' his next drag Stick to rap, guess everybody's a killer now Everybody's strapped, but this is gettin' the gorilla down It got wild on the east, no runnin', we still in town I got checks to collect, you runnin' to build a house My raps could've got us indicted, back in those days I brand both hands with a pilot, acts of Jose's