cannot stand this pressure You feel the tension now You feel the tension now So liberate youre fucking hate [Refrain:] Push da flame under the black bomb A
: This is for Hoods everywhere I'm Back We aint come here for the chit chat but shit got a hell of a kickback And I don't give a fuck so your face like a
fun Leavin' bitches stun off in they lungs I cum, hella spung give her a slap on the buns and run I got money mane, gimme dumby dames, make her honey drain a
hard, God rise above, love hate, make your choice Voice like Luther, future Hall of Famer Came a long way, stay fly, I, soldier, Ayatollah Airbender sent a
I got a taste for waste and a taste and a blood Murder I heard her when she screamed the "Drop!" 'cause it's on part of slung Relate this to no choice
I got a taste for waste and a taste and a blood Murder, I heard her when she screamed the drop 'Coz her son caught the slug Relate this to no choice And
stop, 'cause see, that's what we do And I know for sure that I'm a razor sharp-witted black entrepreneur Me, y'all, nicer than your mother on your birthday
're still on your own at night. You've got to make such a noise to understand the silence, Screaming like a jackass, ringing ears so you can't hear the
face Amaze me a place like a saddle It's dogg pound ganstas (? ) like a shadow I never met a motherfucker who can make you stick I never met a motherfucker
choice of weapons What's the question? Why are you flexin'? Here's the answer, choice of weapons So pick your weapon, a mic or a gun I make a sucker
reason Me I'm a bastard I hit the blunts 'til I gotta cough then I pass 'em Exhaust on the Aston That next choice you make might be your last one Shit
terms, Reject the system dictating the norms From dehumanization to arms production, To hasten this nation towards its destruction, It's your choice, your choice, your choice, your choice
null From one to all, hear this poem and Try to understand the greatest power known to man Am I a nuclear bomb, I'm that I make you look like a firecracker
the poison well It's your own choice I feel that you know me well Oh here we go; all night we go Smokin' a blunt or a pipe with me Hey H.E.D kottonmouth
got a problem Uh uh, born in California Clean your clock, open your can of tuna Make a choice to see the hail lord's heaven Get your chest laid out wit
pop em Open you up if you got a problem Up top, born in Cali-forn-ia Clean your clock, open your can of tuna Make a choice to see the hell or it's heaven
you got a problem Uh uh, born in California Clean your clock, open your can of tuna Make a choice to see the hail lord's heaven Get your chest laid out
? Just a helpless bystander waving your flag in mute acceptance? Take up your eyes and see. Take up your ears and hear. Take up your mind and think. Take
