作词 : Elam, Hendley, Martin, Wilson
 作曲 : Chris Martin/E. Hendley/F. Wilson/Keith Elam
 Yo
 Yo Premier?
 Yeah whassup G?
 That trip to L.A., may be delayed
 Why whassup I'm on my way to the airport now
 Yeah well your boy Guru got knocked
 WHAT?!
 I don't know what this is about, sounds crazy man
 Something about a gun
 "The court calls Keith Elam to the stand
 Please approach the bench."
 Yo they got me handcuffed, I'm down in central booking
Things are ****ed up, the way my future's looking
 But I'm too fly, I'mma change this scenario
 Make some power moves and tighten up my bankroll
 Chumps are leary though, they see me as a threat
 I'm like the black Dutch Schultz when you get me upset
 5-0 makes me wanna flip, Larry Davis style
Got a nigga depressed, while he's awaiting trial
 It's OK though, cause from grey skies comes blue
 Through darkness comes light and I be known as the Guru
 And this I certify we all should be alerted by
 The traps within the system, our youth is getting murdered by
 The D.A. says they got me on a felony
I'm trying to live my life, so what the **** is you telling me?
 The streets are war, that's what brothers carry weapons for
 And I take the weight as I did before
 The next thing you know, they got me on the radio
 A rapper arrested, suckers showing me on video
 Of course I know, that I'm a role model
 But yo this rap life is real life sometimes it's full throttle
Right now I gotta think about me **** the industry
 You gets no love, except those who support me
 What's the story, what happened when I went to L.A.?
Mixing shit up, no not there I got family
 Nothing happened, mind your business yo step
 You know we connect, JFK 2 LAX
 They wanna lock us all up, and throw away the key
 Don't wanna see us come up, don't wanna see us making G's
 Long as we know this is the key to our destruction
 Let's make moves no discussion
 Peace to my man Hass, an Orange Man paying the cost
 All the twenty-five to lifers all my brothers getting tossed
 Into the system, supposed to rehabilitate
 It's why you gotta regulate your own mindstate
 Read, study lessons and build your inner power
 The next level, doesn't tolerate cowards
 For example, I know this rich Nigerian
 Powerful American that's proud to be an African
 He asked me why do all us brothers be getting trapped
 I told him I'd explain it, broke it down in a rap
 Whether you got naps, braids waves or no hair
Without esteem for yourself, nigga, you going nowhere
 And you can swagger like you rude as Josey Wales
 Unorganized revolt almost always mostly fails
 Give up the savage ways, be effective soldiers
 To elevate the mental is to be poor no more
 There's war in the streets, prepared men know best
 I rhyme as live as it gets, JFK 2 LAX
 They're always making trouble yo, against the righteous
 Killing us in cold blood, those beasts, those vipers
 And as I sit feeling the pain in my wrist
I vow to myself that I'mma change this shit
 Or at least I gotta try or part of me will die
 And only by action will any ideas solidify
 So I inhale, exhale as I ponder
 This grown man will make mistakes no longer
 I've been there, I've seen how they make us fall victim
 To their tricknowledgy, with no apology I diss em
And so I rip facts to **** tracks I caress
 You're gonna hear about it, from JFK 2 LAX