XXX is the sign of my friends

You know that shit will remain until the end

It's not a sign of mine but it should be a sign of the times

So pump up that vein

You're going to hop on that train

You know that shit goes straight to your brain

So, watch out with decisions that you make

Because you might find yourself at the bottom of a lake

[You know that's right, we're bringing it to you hardcore!]

Slanging on the corner with your bulletproof vest

You got a slug up in your chest

You thing you're the same you think you're like the rest

You got a slug up in your chest

And you think you're so high and you think you're the best

You got a slug up in your chest

But now your 6 feet down hangin' with the rest, you got a slug up in your chest

I once saw a man with an X on his hand

Talkin' about the 'firestorm', the 'all out war" plan

That's when it hit me, the straight edge is with me

Stripped of the corruption's that destroy your society

XXX not the porno type, the straight edge type, the drug free type

You'll be dead soon I'll be here till the end

The thoughts in my head, you can't comprehend

To the D and to the A and to the E backwards E

You know that's me representing the OCG

I can't say that I live without sin, but my body ain't got no poison

Living clean living clean, is the way to be

And this ain't no muthafucking dream

What I do I don't fuck with the feds, yo my man Mike, I got straight edge!