Everyman 4 Himself [Turkish translation]

[Verse 1]

Born alone die alone guess who's on the microphone

Project nigga, deep voice put your boots on

Come take a walk down the alley with the gat

Enter my cypher where everything's black

The rap makes me act the beast I attack

From every angle I bring pain sharp as the blade

On Excalibur quiet as a silencer I challenge ya

Meet me at sundown or after school bring your tools

Ain't no fuckin' rules don't snooze on loose

Still on the hip 30 shots to put you in your place

Don't chase dreams chase paper, you on your own

Never fuck around with the next mans caper

I hate ya fakers with the passion. I'm crashin your party

Dark Mask forever fuckin' up everybody

I be the nigga on the corner rollin' dice

Drinkin' 'till I drop duckin' from my cop

Got me on the run like a slave through the fields

No protection no cover no shields

It feels like a soldier stuck behind enemy lines

In the world of man evil cause man ain't kind

Everybody's trife in their own way

Gun play the back, ready to react 'n clap

The weak don't stand a chance

Don't even glance or look

The wig is where you get your life took

I read the book of survival libel to become homicidal

Get the wealth every man for himself

[Chorus]

Run get the loot grab the ball

Shoot sink the last cop get increased the bankroll

Gotta put the ball in the hole

Every man for himself first one get the gold (nigga)

Run get the loot grab the ball

Shoot sink the last cop get increased the bankroll

Gotta put the ball in the motherfucking hole

Every man for himself first one get the gold

[Verse 2]

My mentality is somewhere between

Armageddon and apocalypse

No matter how hot it gets

You can't trap me, fuck Giulliani and Pataki

The death penalty don't scare me

I went from homeless junkie to a drunken-monkey-makin-money-gettin-funky

I don't know fear I pour beer on the curb Puff herb

Drink liquor to get my swerve

Fuck what you heard and what you said

The lead will put end to those who pretend to be my friend

I get loose like leeth everyday a new beef

Don't say peace unless you mean it

Your shit is dirty clean it

Before I decorate yo' face with cuts and scars

What remains gets blown to Mars and the Stars

We are the ill 'n the physical steady hittin you

After brew I ain't kiddin' you I ain't bullshittin' you

Biscuit, see the biscuit before it's spit

2 to the head, 2 to the chest, 1 to the hip, backflip Oh Shit!

Can't afford to catch another body hit the Mimini with the .22

And be Audi 5000 I'm housin' like Projects

I mean experiments home of the witch chicks

Buy the Lex buy the Benz now you got more friends

Sex and chicken head hens

My ends run long like Don Silver

Try to taxin' be floatin' in the river, donate your liver

Look over your shoulder, watch your back get the wealth

Every man for his motherfucking self

• Artist:Nine
• Album:Cloud 9