: Sun explodes from nuclear death A charred black lifeless shell Millions storm the battlefield Their only purpose is to kill Soon, time will come when
Government corruption Human extinction It keeps us oppressed It fucks us over This state fucking sucks Now it's time to fight Let's come together now
Mr. Got dough, Mr. Got flow Couldn't figure our out which one wanted both of 'em so Mr. Got both if you hate me stop, if you jealous Silkk the Shock,
flu America, fall back, you can't stop me Got a thing for pigeon-toed chicks who walk knock-kneed Skin tight jeans, we call that botoxied I'm desensitized, baby, you can't shock
to what the DJ drop We be the ones to make it hot (To make it hot) Electric shock, energy like a billion watts Space be boomin', the speakers pop Galactic comb
And Romeo wanted Juliette And Juliette wanted Romeo And Romeo wanted Juliette And Juliette wanted Romeo Romeo Rodriguez squares His shoulders and curses Jesus Runs a comb
catboat home Thinking of fine nappy Jackie and his jazz cat's horn Sliding in a tape of bird on verve when suddenly rang my phone "Hey butterfly", the voice said Slip on some duds comb
my version of capital Punishment scars from carving out shards of shrapnel Attacking with passion, the movement of murderous intimate In hand to hand combat
[Leatha Face] To my hard rocks, locked in cell blocks, never shell shock Melt the ox in your face, displaced in the penalty box My enemies heart pumps
Just show me my room nigga, and get my bags So the girl, that's my hon, almost dropped his glass I guess he was shocked when I touched her ass It really
fifteenth year If you think that you have seen a pair of eyes more green Then you sure haven't seen them around here Well, my hair is yellow and I'm always a-combing
always wanted to meet your brother Bart! B: Yeah, well, look, he's gonna be here any minute now, but I wanna go into the bedroom and comb my hair and
years ago and fucked your moms And now it's ninety-fo', ain't shit changed But now you call me daddy, when you call my name Cause youse a silly mortal, you ain't down for combat
, come on, come on, come on What ya'll get it ain't haunted, call it I see some of y'all thirsty for it Straight runnin' y'all winnin' come down to the combat
wish I could give you severe details, But now's not the time nor the place. I've sojourned through the vilest combat zones, And been invovled in acts