see? It's pouring out of the lands In a thousand years of war A thousand lives are torn A thousand bullets hit the ground A thousand mothers mourn
that tramp and a pimp Now take a whiff of the blunt smoke guns coke Young folks that swung dope This is the year 3 thousand Flee the housing Just keep
His twelve peers didn't exercise their privilege well Babies raised through the glass Bullets at the border, war games take a stab Coordinate who can pass like a
really need to bust a nut She won't let me fucc I really need to bust a nut Hey, check this out It's so frustrating being a man All these sexy women
really need to bust a nut (Ohh) She won't let me fuck (Honey) I really need to bust a nut (Ohh) It's so frustrating, yeah Being a man All these sexy
Replace Replace, replace Replace, replace Replace, replace Replace Here in by now, was so organized Look for brotherhood Made light the skies Symbol of who arrives Four thousand years
You're online type in a password from your own mind What you think is top secret got insiders thinking they're all mine Y2K year two thousand is when
See crime is where they organize In the land of the blind the one eye is genie A male chauvinist keep 'em barefoot in a two piece bikini Need a bulletproof
thousand a week and that was a lot That nigga hepatitis b, he was hyper than me He used to get between twelve and twenty thousand a week Alcohol was
Cold beat a niggas ass like Stout Then bust a shot in the muthafuckin' courtroom and watch it clear out A hundred thousand mile warranty Metaphorically, I'll use a hundred thousand
Take a look on us, we're eating superfluous toxins Mutating cells and organs Ground gaining tumour Near gold and leatherette, plastic made false teeth
's his turn That's why they're calling me a communist, a socialist Ain't that a bitch? I'd rather be a commie than a fascist I fight the system of oppression
crew, we sing-a-long to shing-a-ling (True) Bring along a friend if she don't mind seein' the ding-a-ling The ting-a-ling-a-ling, school bell ringin
at the time that they would be so misunderstood,& so be the cause of imposition. Isaiah answer'd: 'I saw no God, nor heard any, in a finite organical
Mad Skillz] While you niggas get upset, I'm a get to the point It's me, the nigga that slayed "E" on the vowel joint And a thousand attempts have been
a mighty mighty vigor gonna side it with the undivided Hot up in the battle in valley of the shadow of a gallow and I'm runnin with a fella that I?m
His twelve peers didn't exercise their privilege well Babies raised through the glass Bullets at the border war games take a stab Coordinate who can pass like a
Bishop na him be Director It is a known fact that for many thousand years We Africans we had our own traditions These moneymaking organizations Them