When you're lookin' in the mirror there is no one in sight Do you really know who you are So ya wanna change your life Do you really know who you are
Translation: Slaughter. Do Ya Know.
I C E B E R G What's that spell? Iceberg, nigga, can't you read? Time to bleed slaughter slice Try to say I wasn't nice as we waxed them punks like lab
make it hotter splash ice and watch it rock up I oughta duct tape your infant daughter Show y'all soldier ass niggaz, I'm Murder City's Sergeant Slaughter
You come around, it's like what, I just gotta get my dick sucked And I don't know who the fuck you think you talkin' to But I'm not him, aight Slim? So watch what you do
yellow tape to tape off the scene of the slaughter, still gettin' swoll off bread and water. I don't know if they fags or what--search a nigga down
the yellow tape to tape off the scene of the slaughter, still gettin' swoll off bread and water. I don't know if they fags or what--search a nigga down
the yellow tape to tape off the scene of the slaughter, still gettin' swoll off bread and water. I don't know if they fags or what-- search a nigga down
, Show me where they at, I will destroy, Im bout to fuck somethin up, I might as well call the lawyer, Good music run this bitch, Yes we do, I know you
't no reason for you to fuck ya best friend Or ya cousin or ya brother's girl Get ya own bitch, mayn, you know what I'm sayin'? You runnin' around here
double what y'all got Ya hotshots, ain't got blocks, ya punta muchacha From the days in school, now a motherfucker rule And I could drop my chain in court, yeah, keeps ya
Days that I don't know who, gave these molecules to me What am I gonna do? Hey, the prodigal son The godfather for one Very methodical when I slaughter
I don't know what the deal is, you hafta ask my partna Dinco D Yo yo, tell us D, tell us D, mass confusion g, I don't know what's up Hey yo man, it's
to get lost because you know you're soft C'mon Now you know just who i am And what i do because i'm in demand Because i look good, do you hear my man
just know the name they don't know the pain black girl Yeah I do it for the people, I do it for the love I do it for the poet, I do it for the thug
news we can't look around with something somewhere I try, I try, you know I try I try, I try, I try, you know I try Lord knows, Lord knows we try Yeah
slaughter, I ain't feeling you brothas Eyes like the ocean Mos Def - Ma, I got some lotion Hold ya thighs, raise 'em high and
cares? You suck! Rappers talking about "We the best" Have been to Paris too much.. Who hot? who sick, shit, I'm like a Thera-Flu slush Ya'll aint fly, ya
