[Intro: Talib Kweli, Nas & Big Gat]
Cop the dro and cop the Blacks
Cop the four, cock it back
Fuckin' black, no time for looking back, it's done (Yo)

[Verse 1: Big Gat]
Yo, I woke up today, just thinking 'bout the grave, bro
Thinking 'bout those that passed wearing halos
Put your hands together and hang your heads low
And don't forget to close your eyes and just ride slow
Take you through the memories, I'll take you there physically
Yeah it's me B-I-G G-A-T, no kidding, see
I'll do anything to bring my grandma back hope she remember me
Until I sleep I'm killing beats, praying for the day we meet
So I can kiss her cheek and tell her "Sorry for the sin and beef"
Must have been the kid in me, I'm begging for forgiveness
See my tendencies of acting wild, been slowly slowing down
Linked up with the team and rapping be my passion now
We're always ready for action, if ever that shit come around
Riding around the fucking town, windows down I'm full of smells
Happy that I'm healthy and strong enough to stand my own ground
Cuz Ap on a track with Suspect, how that fucking sound?

[Verse 2: Suspect]
Yo, going back, I never thought I'd ever miss my past
Take it back, growing up with you and always missing that
Taught me how to use tools, work hard, the gift in that
And respect, if you can give it out, you get it back
80s where I grew up, seen so many slain, Big, Pac, and Pun, shit
Hustled the rap game, I pull a 40 out and shout out to Bob and Jay
Rest in Peace, my fam, I'll be wit' you one day
Puffin' haze, eatin' steak, laugh and talk about the past
Spittin' rap, sippin' Jack, shit poppin' off so fast
Can't believe you gone, dog, down the wrong path
It's sad but once you gone, yo, there is no coming back
It's wrong you so young but we all gone one day
Live life to the fullest cuz you can't live hungry
Just keep your head up, you all be strong
Cuz you don't know what you got in this life 'til it's gone
Yeah! Yeah!
[Verse 3: Apathy]
Yo, uh, yo, I pray that I reach the day where my face is wrinkled and my hair is gray
Cuz every day I'm closer to the time my body lay
Where I decay and worms will eat me away
So I slay, rappers while I'm here just to hear 'em say
Ap's the greatest, activate this mic device, send 'em to the afterlife
Have his soul floating somewhere 'round a satellite
I spent half my life writing on these pages
With wisdom of the sages, black magicians, and mages
You don't know what rage is just cuz you mad as fuck
I'm like Andy Dufresne crawling through aqueducts
You running outta luck, I'm 'bout to throw you out this truck
High speed on highways, just because your album sucks
The life I lead is rap and bitches, stackin' riches, back in business
Every time I write a rhyme Ap is vicious
Underrated never, my verses too clever
Your head I'll sever from the neck, better get it together

[Outro: Talib Kweli & Nas]
Cop the dro and cop the Blacks
Cop the four, cock it back
Fuckin' black, no time for looking back, it's done
Cop the dro and cop the Blacks
Cop the four, cock it back
Fuckin' black, no time for looking back, it's done
Cop the dro and cop the Blacks
Cop the four, cock it back
Fuckin' black, no time for looking back, it's done
Cop the dro and cop the Blacks
Cop the four, cock it back
Fuckin' black, no time for looking back, it's done