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Crack you like a twig
You re like a faggat rockin the wig
I m the adopted kid who knocks you stepchild
Your real mom s a pig
Thats how I classify these dumb crowds
A bunch of scumbags quick to pull a gat
But look at that, your gun jams you cunt rag
You come in handy when the pussy s bleeding
But you the pussy bleeding right now
But no you ain t dreaming
Just because we right just doesn t mean we ain t scheming
How the fuck you think we kill devils and slay demons?
You be the type to smoke with cats
That think they blunts a seaman
We hit your wife off and barely heard that slut screaming
PCP and marijuana had a dusty meeting last evening
Oh shit I think your mom s beeping
Word thats her number no doubt
Yo I ma break out
First I get some chinese take out
And scope jake out
Park out on the corner of your mothers building waiting for me
But I broke out before the story
And those devils never saw me


To my kids sold in sheets
Rap freaks
All you tricks in heat
We ll crack your beef for being sweet
Don t even try to sleep I m full length
You re a snip of tape
I been in state but you tradin jakes
While your ass inflates
My dictates what a fag you are
Up and drag stag in zanzibar
Rocking tennis shots
I m pro what comes sports
Like a benetaur
Fuck a figure fore
I lace it with a cleated shirt
Smoke a fucking pound and watch these cats go berserk
I terrorize whole cities - you bout to feel my work
Mexican cats in shades Heavy D ate my blades
Feather base pumps like Flava Flav
I shed scenes on dark days
??Friend of all angels?? on fatal car chase
Drive through the flatlands til I hit ralph
Caught the stench of the rotten projects
Bagger left and I m out

Non-Phixion be the full monty
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Fucking like Phil Bronski
I m ill constantly
Kill with the velocity T3
Three years before the movie got out
And Ja Rule be with the gat out gotta give a shout out
To Goretex and Teikei and?????? Steering this
Just like a love boat
Or William S Borroughs rough coat
Smell the gun smoke
You get thug broke
Like uncut coke
With no client to sell it to
Internal Revenue
There s many levels to the train of thought
We taking over airports
Get slain for sport
Probably share recourse like Puffy
Non-Phixion vampire slayers like Buffy

Tekst :

(chorus 2x)
know your enemy overstand y all
overstand y all know your enemy

They got extraterrestrials livin in Arizona
They got food so they-gats a bodegas in Corona
They got media teli-vision locked down too
brother hoodin snakes simplism lower channel two
They got millions of dollers invested in crack
not to mention cigarrets and alcohol on top of which they tax
They got professors teaching only half the story
nineteen-seventy five they created AIDS inside a laboratory
They got me feelin like I m on parole
They got excuses for the people that they killed
in the land they stole
They got us thinkin we re players but their the pimps
They got my dick inside they mouth and they all fulla shit
They got computer chips filled with secret manuscripts
They got olympic games symbolic for howard s reign
They got my fifteen sisters and brothers different brothers
in Brooklyn and Puerto Rico on a search for one another
They got me thinkin porn from like dusk till dawn
They got my crew spelled out non phi-xi-on
They got mobile phones that we purchase on a rental
so they tap it to our lines and cause tumors on our temples
They got mersionaries crooked crook in submarines
They got us feelin dope is a way to self esteem
They got fucked up leaders actin like disciplinaries
But what they aint got is us hip hop evolutionaries
(chorus 4x)

Tekst :

All the sex thugs, big breast broads with butt plugs
Trippin off drugs, round-the-way chicks fallin in love
I go with street cats who got nuttin to live for
I don t feel y all, so weak cats, I ma reveal y all
Put your grill on the front of Blue Boy and Playgirl
Exterminate your world, pretty boy toys with S-curls
Catch a pearl necklace, cause I m liable to tear your face off
Your weights in space, bloody your gear, cuttin your waist off
Cause in the end you re finished, demented grimace
I run with midgets, I control physics and raw lyrics
Gary Oldman of rap, ain t no holdin me back
What I pack ll leave your skull cracked, broken like skull snaps
Locked, stock and two smokin barrels
Uncle Howie, 89 point 1, we sun pharoahs
I would rap more but I got a toothache
Yo, pass it off, who s the next one, motivate the breaks..

I could be like you i could be alone and shaded wondering what to do until they say i could be like you angry and intoxicated wondering what to do to make them pay and will i find a way can i make them see and make them all believe...

Take your anger out on me
Slap me round no one can see
Were the perfect family
Make up hides the scars daily
Living under fear of you
Heavy hands make my skin blue
Smile don’t let the neighbours see
Were the perfect...

I know that you feel it
Deep inside
But you just won t admit it
Youve got too much pride
Don t deny what s in your heart
You re safe with me
All your love is locked away
Won t you set...

I love you, why can’t love be enough?
you must hate me for what I’ve done to our love
what have I done to our love?
what have I done?
even though I smile so
my tears drop inside in a black hole
not even fears fill this void
how long does a tear take
from my eye...

Wander through the ciry baby
tell me what you see
pretty lights out of sight
make me sweat
make me cry

Look into the mirror baby
ask me what i think
the way you sway - let s go play
my hands upon your curving face

No one gave you the right

Painted pictures in my brain
you act like this...