I Will Rise 9th Prince (Ft. Anti-Social, RZA & Thea Van Seijen)

[Intro: 9th Prince]
Yeah, 9th Prince, BP

[9th Prince]
Yo, I was locked up for one thousand days
In the yard blowing haze, life was like a maze
Niggas walk through with a twelve gauge of rage
Turn the front page, it's me with an AK
Summer time, walking with twin nines
When I rhyme, I blow like land mines
This ain't a Broadway play, shit is rough
Like the hallways of raw way, verbally your ass get laid
Niggas out of bounds on my stomping grounds
The power of the trey pound, is loud like a thunder sound
Bitch niggas is my target, yeah, and I take no bargains
I leave niggas on the 'trailblaze' like Portland, warlord sportsman
Bitches come in the clubs with minks on, hopping out of Honda Accords
What type of shit is that for a broad, fake stink ass whores
Things covered with swords
Yo, 9th about to hit that, yo, yo, chill whoad'

[Interlude: Anti-Social speaking in Urdu (9th Prince)]
Translation:
9th Prince has come home, money is ours in 2009
Don't come in our way, fuckers, these streets are ours, money runs this world
(Yeah, word up, 9th Prince is back, muthafuckas
Ya'll niggas get a hold of yourselves, about to blow)