finer things in my life & I find This road that I ride with the simple minds of the Philistines The Drews & the Kurds & the Palestines Credit to the nation
alright, Oh yeah. You spend a lot of time thinking about the things you've never had, Congratulations Jessie, Congratulations Jessie, Congratulations, Yeah you finally made it. All across the nation
sending out this application All across the nation So hurry up and sign up, sign up So I'm sending out this application (I need a woman with a job) All across the nation
need) money, power, respect, I need love I need world peace, homeless to eat, no drugs I need every race and creed to be one Every nation, every face
and it was scary So I dropped By All Means Necessary Another hip-hop group that was a friend of me Was a revolution crew called Public Enemy It Takes A Nation
them pills myself I'm a legend D.O.C. said it Hip hop is forever embedded inside my veins And I'm takin' my credit (So much pain in my life) You feel
my whole world is collapsing The congregation?s nervous Especially bride to be There?s three of them, she?d rather have Gone down on bended knee Credits
as you can do this Make all your purchases two months apart from one another In different states and go undercover Never use a credit or a check just
' bridge across the Will Rogers Turnpike Took the Big Cabin exit, stopped and bought a cartons of cigarettes At that Indian smoke shop with the big neon smoke rings In the Cherokee Nation
remarkable Things for fakeness, my whole mobb got the same patience Throw on your tracks eight to six, and make moves Like a space ship, we pack places, infamous bangs ya nation
shank do remarkable things for fakeness My whole mob got the same patience Throw on your track Asics, and make moves like a spaceship We pack places, Infamous bangs your nation
I bring my boys To destroy, chop ya down like a clown Uptown, that is my destination And murderin' motherfuckers is my occupation You'd rather face the nation
right I'm hungry, this go out to y'all alumni Faggot niggas dead wrong Yeah, I'm player hatin, waitin The culture of this nation You lay Bay Boy since
Somethin' grabb'd my hook and it got my bait And Jerked me out in the middle of the lake Huh, it was some jump boy I got sunk, kinda baptized on credit
Reality TV told her so Money changer, greedy bankers, this is the peoples house My minister has a sinister plan to save my soul with a credit card scam
a guitar so you want to be a rock'n roll star you better get up and remember who you are dying institutions rise of violent crime credit to the nation
pass the snake, stay awake hobbes That's the breaks You wanna make a record, check it You need more than your boys around your way giving you credit '
in my ignorance, I'll be a slave and sycophant And in a perfect world devoid of all temptations The good leftover crizack could unite the nations But