: we of the broken harts we are the silent dreams we play are parts in the darkness who are you to comfort me who are you to sell my soul when you lost
me, Still spittin' fire, you niggas wood to me, We on nigga, let let them hoes know, Young Money lay 'em down like old folks, You comin' with it, we comin
like Voodoo You do what we say and we'll do what we want to do We're fuckin' up your city and we're fuckin' up your program Fuckin' all your bitches we
the profit return we justice when motivate and positive return We servin [Chuck D: x4 in the background] Raw shit, hardcore hip-hop hits [Paris] Yeah, all day everyday we
New World Order You are now under martial law All constituional rights have been suspended Verse Three: B-Real The most scandalous, cut the bad apple, we
singin' this song: We'll meet again, don't know where, don't know when, but I know we'll meet again some sunny day! We'll meet again, we'll meet again
I do my best work stressed out and under pressure Deep inside the mind is where you'll find my buried treasure I'm still wild, still Tical, still gritty
vibe, kinda like voodoo You do what we say and we'll do what we wanna do We're fuckin' up your city and we're fuckin' up your program Fuckin' all your bitches, we
what I think And my take on some other rappers If I was to say somethin' about Paul Wall You'd probably crap in your pants 'Cause I'm white and he's white
wet leather Alone, though the populace dwells so closely together Alarmingly dependent on technology I was raised as a child to keep me one Trying to outrun white noise
because we comin down and my little boys gone wreck we comin down, yellow broads we puttin hoes in check (?) [20:55] Here we goin and the sweets are still
chainsaw that we found, like Ash we wielded it around. MNP: We used it like a robot shank, little did we know the chain would break. LARS: We hat
death? What in the name of God do you run from? run for? run to - someone done for? Sit still, and take it like the bitch you are You can fight and resist
a dictator and we all drink to your pride We'll get this right We'll leave all the talking for another night It's never kind, but we don't mind You
beneath borrowed tans? Are we really so dumb, so cowered into submission That not only are we prepared to eat shit We're also prepared to say thanks
our birth were we aware of it. We never asked for war, nor in the struggle to realisation did we feel there was a need for it. We never asked for war
you are gone from my life And still I cling to the fear of the dark Don't follow them for they don't care how you are And I'm finding a way of being
remember we was just in the car deep Was at a light, and got approached by a car thief He pulled out but didn't ask for no car keys A loud noise without