Lyrics:
Full Band Score

gonna stop this war I'm no politician But I know the score You can call me a hawk Or maybe I'm a dove But all we gotta do Is shoot 'em full of love With

fifty mounted cannon in the battery Thundering, thundering louder than before Clarinets of ev'ry size And trumpeters who'd improvise A full octave higher than the score

the move so this cat got more spots than a leopard-skin Safe's in the ceiling, I stash drugs and weapons in Nigga I'm just steppin in, already got boxes Full

Send me the bill if all my lovin' is scarin' ya Dare you to dream the way that I believe Got the skill to go commando in any fatigues I got the best damn band

on a drug or two Cause mc's try they best to flow and catch the L-o-r-d f-i-n-e-double s-e I'ma get raw and score, then I'm outta here This is like a

Lear Jets, I'm done and dirty and so flossy on tha scene I'm ridin on dub dueces wit TV screens And my garge is full of rag tops and candy paints (Baby

shit." So they run find Hamlet, they say, "Hey, sweet Prince, Your daddy's ghost been seen runnin' hither and hince. He's all full of maggots and he

drug fiend Eyes open wide against their will I'm a drug induced killing machine Drug fiend Pumped full till my stomachs bleeding I can't sleep to dream Drug fiend Don't like you shitty band

physical contact Bounce back, demonstrate invincible bomb raps Not no hustler no player or speakin no crime crap I'm vocally trying to score before my time lapse Uh! Full