Here go all the song lyrics right there if you have trouble understanding him:
BLOC, BLOC, BLOC STAR/ BLOC STAR/ BLOC STAR/ BLOC STAR/ YEAH/ GROWN MAN MUSIC BITCH/ BLOC STAR/ BLOC STAR/ BLOC STAR/ YEAH/ GROWN MAN MUSIC/ LONG AS THE WORLD IS SPINNIN’/ WHETHER I’M DEAD OR LIVING’/ I’LL BE HATED FOREVER/ ETERNALLY UNFORGIVEN/ FOR ALL THE TIMES I’VE COMMITTED SINS/ THE MISERY NEVER ENDS/ HAVIN’ VISIONS OF THE FLAMES MY SOUL WILL BE BURNIN’ IN/ I’LL BE TURNIN’ IN MY GRAVE/ UNABLE TO FIND PEACE/ WITH PEOPLE PRAYIN’ THAT I REST IN GRIEF/ LET IT BE/ LONG AS THE WORLD IS SPINNIN’/ WHETHER I’M DEAD OR LIVIN’/ I’LL BE HATED FOREVER/ ETERNALLY, ETERNALLY UNFORGIVEN/ PREGNANT WITH ME/ MAMA RUBBED HER STOMACH AT NIGHT/ WHEN I WAS BORN/ SHE SAID SHE KNEW I WOULD BE SOMETHING IN LIFE/ MAMA TOLD ME I WAS GIFT TO THE WHOLE WORLD/ CUZ SHE PUSHED ME OUT AND HAD A N*T THAT MADE HER TOES CURL/ YEAH/ SHE SAID “LOOK AT HIS PRETTY EYES/ WHAT A BEAUTIFUL SMILE/ HE’S A BOUNCIN’ BABY BOY/ WHAT A BEAUTIFUL CHILD/ AND HE HARDLY EVER CRIED/ SO CUTE AND PEACEFUL/ UNTIL HE TURNED 16 AND STARTED SHOOTIN’ PEOPLE/ NOW HE’S MURDERIN’ INNOCENT FOLKS AND BANGIN’ HIS GANG/ GARDEN BLOCC LOCS/ DEUCE FOUR/ SLANGIN’ HIS ‘CAINE/ SCHEMIN’ TO HIDE IT FROM MAMA BELIEVIN’ THE DRAMA IS PAINFUL/ A DEMON IN THE STREETS/ AT HOME HE’S MAMA’S LITTLE ANGEL”/ I’M THE OPPOSITE OF NAS/ NEFARIOUS X-RAIDED/ I’M HELL’S SON/ TILL GOD’S KINGDOM OR HELL COMES/ I DROP BOMBS/ I’M THE SPAWN OF LUCIFER AND MY MOM/ BLOC STAR ENTERTAINMENT.COM/ WELCOME/ IT WAS 1991 WHEN I CAME TO THE GAME/ AND I WAS ILL BEFORE CYPRESS HILL WAS INSANE IN THE BRAIN/ LET ME EXPLAIN THE DEAL/ GIVE YOU A LITTLE HISTORY/ ABOUT THE SICCNESS AND WHAT IT WAS REALLY MEANT TO BE/ NOW WHAT IT MEANT TO ME/ IT WAS GANGSTA SH!T SO PURE/ IT WAS SICK WIT NO CURE/ LITERALLY/ WASN’T NO MIDDLE WITH ME/ AND TO SPIT IT YOU HAD TO LIVE IT/ REPRESENT IT WIT ME/ YEAH/ THE GENESIS/ REMINISCE WITH ME/ THE TRINITY/ IN THE BEGINNING IT WAS SICX, LYNCH AND ME/ LYNCH WAS IN THE GARDENS/ SICX STAYED IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CREEK/ WHEN I WAS FREESTYLIN’ TO DR. DRE INSTRUMENTAL BEATS/ I WAS RHYMIN’ ABOUT CAR CHASES AND NINES SPRAYIN’ CLIPS/ WHEN SCARFACE WAS A GHETTO BOY AND HIS MIND WAS PLAYIN’ TRICKS/ WHEN PAC WAS DOIN’ “THE HUMPTY DANCE” WITH DIGITAL UNDERGROUND/ I WAS BANGIN’ BLOCC CR!P/ PUTTIN’ N!GGAROES UNDERGROUND/ BY THE TIME I MET SICX/ I WAS SICK WITH THE SPITS/ HE INTRODUCED ME TO LYNCH/ WE STARTED PRODUCIN’ THE HITS/ THE “N!GGAS IN BLACK EP” AND ENGANGERED “N!GGA DEEP”/ IN 1991 WE HIT THE STREETS IN SICX’S CAPRICE/ SOUTH SACRAMENTO, CALIFORNIA, GARDEN BLOCC/ ON FLORIN ROAD IN THE TOWER RECORDS PARKING LOT/ WE HIT THE NEIGHBORHOODS WHERE N!@@AS LIKE TO SPARK THE GLOCKS/ AND IF THEY HATED/ STOMPED ‘EM OUT/ IF THEY WAS HARD OR NOT/ AND I WAS 16/ HAVIN’ WICKED AND SICK DREAMS/ AND WITNESSIN’ CR!PS SCHEME/ ON MISSIONS TO GET CREAM/ SEEIN’ APARTMENT MANAGERS EVICTIN’ INDIGENT FIENDS/ WHOSE KIDS WILL NEVER KNOW WHAT LEGITIMATE INNOCENCE MEANS/ SCREAMS/ ELICITED BY SICK SCENES/ IT WAS LIVE AND EXPLICIT/ AND AS VIVID AS VISIONS ON SPLIT SCREENS/ IN THE CADILLAC APARTMENTS ON STOCKTON & RIZA WAY/ WHERE OLD MAN FROM PJ WAS SLANGIN 3 KEYS A DAY/ WHERE ALL THE G-S WOULD STAY/ WHEN THEY CAME TO SAC FROM EAST L.A./ AND ALL THE G’S WOULD SAY THAT I WOULD BE A G SOMEDAY/ CUZ I WAS DOWN FOR THE GUN PLAY/ RAISE AND SQUEEZIN’ THE K/ AND INSTEAD OF SAVIN’ ME/ MAMA GETTING’ IN HER KNEES TO PRAY/ WHEN BROTHA LYNCH TOLD ME TO CHILL/ SICX TOLD ME TO DEAL/ AND THE HOMIE C-BO TOLD ME TO GET SCRILL FOR STUDIO TIME/ THE ONLY HOMIE IN THE CREW TO EVER TELL ME THE REAL/ WAS BIG TONY/ HE TOLD ME TO BE TRUE TO THE RHYMES/ BUT I WAS YOUTHFUL AND BLIND/ BLACK MARKET GAVE ME A DEAL/ TOLD ME TO BUILD/ BUT HOMIE I WAS OUT OF MY MIND/ J-DOGG AND SLIM HANDED ME NINES AND THEY TRAINED ME TO KILL/ AND THAT’S WHAT I DID/ THE TRUTH IS DEPER THAN YOU CAN DEFINE/ WHY SHOULD I LIE WHEN IT’S EVIL AND THE TRUTH IS DIVINE/ I DON’T WRITE FICTION/ N!@@A ALL I DO IS SHOOT FROM THE MIND/ MY ADDICTIONS/ TO BENJAMINS, LIQUOR, CARS AND CHRONIC/ F*CKIN’ B!TC#ES WHEN I SHOULD HAVE BEEN AT ENHARMONIC/ LAYIN’ VOCALS/ INSTEAD OF RUNNIN’ THE STREETS/ SPRAYIN’ THE .44/ WHAT CAN I SAY? FORGIVE ME GOD/ I WAS JUST LOCO/ I HEARD J-DOGG WAS MURDERED BY THE MEADOWVIEW BLOODS/ HIT THEIR HOOD AT 2 IN THE MORNING TO SETTLE IT CUZZ/ KICKED THE DOOR DOWN/ PITCH BLACK/ ENTERED THE HOUSE/ SAW IT ON THE NEWS THE NEXT NIGHT/ INJURED A SPOUSE/ DIED AT THE SCENE/ CRIED AND SCREAMED THE NIGHT THAT I’D SEEN ALL THE REPORTS/ SOMEBODY’S MAMA DIED IN THE COURSE/ OF GANG MEMBERS SEEKIN’ REVENGE/ COCKIN’ THEM HAMMERS/ IT WAS A WOMAN/ A GRANDMA/ SHOT IN HER PAJAMAS/ AN ARREST AND A TRIAL/ GOD, I WAS JUST A CHILD/ WITH A TALENT TO RHYME BECUZ GOD BLESSED THE CHILD/ IT WAS AN ACCIDENT/ A ABSOLUTELY TRAGIC EVENT/ DIDN’T EVEN KNOW SHE WAS DEAD UNTIL AFTER THE HIT/ I COULD NEVER KILL A N!@@A’S MAMA, MAN/ THEY’RE ALL THAT WE’VE GOT/ I SWEAR TO GOD, ON THE BLOCC/ I DID NOT FIRE THAT SHOT/ BUT I’M RESPONSIBLE/ SO I ACCEPT RESPONSIBILITY/ I’M A PRODUCT OF SOCIETY/ AND MY MOM’S STABILITY/ RATHER THE LACK THEREOF/ I’D SACRIFICE MY LIFE AND GIVE ANYTHING TO BE ABLE TO GO BACK THERE, CUZZ/ TO REVERSE THE SLUG/ REVERSE THE SPURTS/ EVEN IF IT HURTS/ GOD/ REVERSE THE BLOOD AND REVERSE THE HEARSE/ GOD/ REVERSE THE CURSE AND REBIRTH THE HER/ I MEAN IT ALL/ I DIDN’T EVEN HAVE TO REHEARSE THE VERSE/ SCREAMIN LORD, FORGIVE ME ALL THE BANGIN’ THAT I DID/ HEY/ ALL OF THE PAIN THAT I INFLICTED AS A KID/ HEY/ JUDGMENT DAY/ CONSIDER THIS BEFORE YOU CURSE ME/ CURSE ME/ I WAS ONLY A CHILD/ SO LORD HAVE MERCY/ FORGIVE ME/ ALL THE BANGIN’ THAT I DID/ HEY/ ALL OF THE PAIN THAT I INFLICTED AS A KID/ ON MY JUDGMENT DAY/ CONSIDER THIS BEFORE YOU CURSE ME/ I WAS ONLY A CHILD/ SO LORD HAVE MERCY/ “WHEN I WAS A CHILD/ I THOUGHT AS A CHILD/ WHEN I BECAME A MAN/ I PUT AWAY CHILDISH THINGS, YA HEARD”/ NO MORE GAMES, MAN/ BLOC STAR, HOMIE/ NO MORE GAMES/ LONG AS THE WORLD IS SPINNIN’ WHETHER I’M DEAD OR LIVIN’/ I’LL BE HATED FOREVER/ ETERNALLY UNFORGIVEN/ FOR ALL THE TIMES I’VE COMMITTED SINS/ THE MISERY NEVER ENDS/ HAVIN’ VISIONS OF THE FLAMES MY SOUL WILL BE BURNIN’ IN/ I’LL BE TURNIN’ IN MY GRAVE/ UNABLE TO FIND PEACE, WITH PEOPLE PRAYIN’ THAT I REST IN GRIEF/ LET IT BE/ LONG AS THE WORLS IS SPINNIN’/ WHETHER I’M DEAD OR LIVIN’/ I’LL BE HATED FORE EVER ETERNALLY/ ETERNALLY UNFORGIVEN.
