Feelin sorry for anybody who
ain't in love wit my age, sex, color, race/
bout to start, seein a lot more a this bruvas face/
if I see you where I'm at, or even any otha place/
got my appetite fa destruction wantin anotha taste/

You my enemy, I know it/ you aint a friend of me,
so you could try da end this beef, I want mo' of it/
whateva you controllin now? I'll be overthrowin it/
so when you see me, just remember dat I told you this!

Who am I really tho? I'm startin' ta question me/
Do so many things I wouldn't do, but for my enemies/
Blamin' it on 'em, cause they provokin' me 'n gettin me/
mad... On second thought,
they ain't makin' me, dey just lettin' me

What I do da them, if they do da same, I would/
claim they doin' wrong, but if I do it back, I'm good/
man who am I really? Say I'm against my enemy,
but play da same, now I'm seein' why yall ain't feelin' me

Share da same field 'n court/ da same, gear for sport/
we just on a different team, which mean/
dat we follow da same rules, to get da cream/
so if it wasn't you, somebody in the same
outfit would have to get between

me 'n my goal, unless I go
for a different dream, til I switch da game/
can't really diss da team/
now I get what dey really mean/
when 'ey say don't hate da playa when/
you ain't like da game, why you came/
to the stadium?

to play against/ the most worthy opponents/
at every moment/ knowin' they would play da win/
cuz if dey don't, you overthrowin' it,
whateva they controllin' now, that is,
don't you remember when you tol' 'em this?

Who am I really tho? I'm startin' ta question me/
Do so many things I wouldn't do, but for my enemies/
Blamin' it on them, cause they provokin' me 'n gettin me/
mad... On second thought,
they ain't makin' me, dey just lettin' me

Hind sight 20/20, dictators is evil/
but they was considered heroes/
come to liberate da people/ at the time/
No one could see da way we let da mind/ deceive you/
to think only certain kinda people/ do the crime

But you blind/ to behind/ what da human eye could find/
the con/
tent of ya character, dat was in a line/
by a wise man gone before his time/
help me da see it's two ladders.
How I know which ladder is mine...

is that I notice what direction they lean to/
between the two/
what's best fa you,
ain't always betta for me too/ it seem/
paradoxical, but we could be on opposite teams/
for me to/ play da game better I need you

So who am I really tho? I'm startin' ta question me/
Would I still do it? If it wasn't for my enemies/
then who would - I blame it on?
provokin' 'n givin' me/ a couple more excuses
for not bein' a better me!

Who am I really though? x3
Who am I really, think I could be a better me!