of greed Enslaved by a ravenous breed Industrial ties, corporate disguise Society lies at their feet Oh, Kill the Machine Oh, Kill the Machine A global
Translation: Rob Rock. Kill The Machine.
try us? We an outfit, equivalent to Voltron's That boy Crooked I is equivalent to four arms Joell Ortiz is the body, the cannibal slash killer Kill
you whiskey our pockets never empty cause we rock shows consistently i'm she shit fool now you will get away from me i am a rhyming fine tune machine
seven chambers eighty-two bullets When you pull it, the little twenty five sound like Ganas Machine guns, electric cords rob the power run Remington
beginning of the pages of Shams Spit that heat rock, that make fiends make vapors of grams Sham's is the Raiders fan, rock big cables of sands Valleys
would you try us? We an outfit, equivalent to Voltron's That boy Crooked I is equivalent to four arms Joell Ortiz is the body The cannibal slash killer, kill
[talking] 1,2,there's that nigga house right there 3 you see that nigga 4-*machine gun shooting* Yeah Ohhhh! I ride on my enemies-I ride on my enemies
the lovers and all the haters (keep hatin') For all the fake ass perpetrators (fake bitches) For all the pimps that rock they gators (rock that shit)
[Rob One's answering machine] Yo wassup everybody, you've reached Rob One from CBS Crew. check it out tonight tonight only, I'm having a little shindig
the rock like a crack machine Fiendy? vixens, DJ mixes, Chickens don't count, (although weighted by the)? riches Some call em bitches, you call em leeches Pussy tried to rob
(feat. Will-Lean) [talking] 1,2,there's that nigga house right there 3 you see that nigga 4 [machine gun shooting] Yeah Ohhhh! I ride on my enemies
hang, slang mo pussy then sunsets on one set can't hang bang-bang, love me to give me skrilla hug me to give me lovely, Mobb love killa, killa. [Chorus
(feat. Reef The Lost Cauze) [Samples:] "You think you know who you fuckin' with now Killa-killa Bill... ain't nobody stoppin' this now" "Now who want
