Liquid, solid, gas, we'll be kickin' ass In any form, or matter, or mass This ain't science class, I know but it's science From the rhyme boss of the
is impossible to do But the world won't stop without you No, the world won't stop without you Your achievements are unsurpassed, you are highly-ordered mass
'm livin' my dream, man, I sing what I'm livin' about And the words that come out of my mouth, they requires a random routine Of being organic granite
the octavus seed, black seed, Sea of Caspainian Persian Gulf all the way to the Mediterranean City of Atlantis, skin is gettin' tight as a mantis Styles organic
[Black Thought] Uhh.. the molecular mass of that rhythmic ass grass is organic hip-hop jazz that you are all about to witness Groovy units check it owwwwt
Once again The mighty Death Row organization commitin' mass murder And we ain't askin' for shit, nigga we takin' it So Dre, blast they ass nigga Rat-
, but not dead. The messengers are maggots, meat on their lips. Roots through throat, mouth and eyes. Growth tears through the organic mass. Fauna is
a screen Forcing people to support a fake democracy Filling their pockets feeding off our people's misery I deny Organized religion opium of the mass
work and we make up the masses slaving for the corporations raking in the profit someone's got to take a stand, someones got to stop it organize discontent
[Music: Webster, Barrett] [Lyrics: Webster] Ravenous waves attack, drawn by the scent of life Fever for our blood Instinct rules this mass, ruthless
side of science breeds a weapon of war Contagious killing and internal distress Homicide or suicide will be the cause of death Internal organs altered
new life in hell I am your path to ever-lasting pain Mass extinction of the human population Son of the devil the evil incarnation Maniacal mass murderer
Born into a life of suffering Scientific prodding now beings Vestigial extremities a twisted mass of skin It looks a monster but they swear it's human
with adequate wages Are now just old memories, nailed into an outdated history book Which doesn't help the current masses of mistreated workers Who are unable to organize
Hands in the air, Bush and Blair don't care While the unaware, they just stare This nation said screw the organization Of the united nations, cross TV stations And they sent to the masses
? Yo, yo Do ray me but I don't sing, mothafucker I kick shit with the King, mothafucker Ice Cube will clock the cash, rock the mass And if you run up
