Back the up D12
The new terrors in (rock) On every (block) Late for School, for Work But of these cops (cops) My is shock, in the detonate box (box) Like, people take my life and pathetic as Pac's (Pac's) A waste of the talent, Say my is just no where Placed on the planet, remain in poisonous Derelict terrorists in the air, arrogant apparent to punish people by their heritage, Nato marriage, Hate There is the faith to In your room face to face with awareness A race to sheriff to bombin' your God is with you Calm war, we gotta start our pistol Cause if you right and, know you right, then where's your righteous We sacrifice, snatch life, many nights and days me into equality we might behave And only Christ can say the trife will again
America Owns, a fucking care in my dome, Bearin' my bones, so far away at home, Stay at my zone, falling asleep late my chrome, Feelin' hype from these rockets burning straightenin' in the cones, at the streets, bullshit and plans to beef, Spray at peeps for christmas, give a K to my neice, Real nigga's us and fear us, Gorillaz beat on chest when, Dangerous lyricist, I that you hear us, The of Bugz is still in me, God it the trinity, Cause my they come in three's like trilogy's, Put the knife away, always strike and blaze, So much smoke you can't tell the between night and day, Right away blow your life away, so light haze, Hold tight grenades so it blows I'm slightly grazed, Kuniva might be crazed unlikely rage, The next time you hear a from me I might be caged.
Terry Hall *Arabic
Everynight I to a black hawk, taking heroin in bulks my body hit the chalks I'm too lazy, got's me crazy Rape this old lady, while the was having a baby And I never going home, Bizarre's too far gone This cold me for ciphered, right from wrong As I sit in my seat and remain calm, and close my and wait for the bomb. (Here it comes!)
Blows Up*
I'm gettin' the on, I'm aggravated I know I'll it, Im in a place full of hatred, Treatin' my like a sayyid, Try to check me, I break neck, me you get injected, It's hectic with some bullshit happen, You expected, We just don't it nigga, I go ahead, my trigger, Get rid of bitches, pay you a visit, then get your lit I'm a nitwit a big dick, and big balls I miss shit I hit all, whoever did this, We Getch'all.
Artis]
Yo, yo Now whether its Saddam or Bin Laden thats startin all this trouble for us, Creepin doin show after show, sleepin on the tour bus We lost Aaliyah, our families, takes no tinues You dont need us to say the is fucked up God can see it Now it seems the needs this shit to calm these kids 'cause findin out how you lied about your twisted sins They say we bad for you but shit our music is your cant deter you from the truth cause we the helping hand.
[Terry
We are one, and one is all, We are, We are one And one is all...