"In country a man's home is his castle.."
Mix-a-Lot] I've jacked by the racist scum, and here I come Klan, run - cause revenge is fun! And I'm one to make you tapdance with a On Donahue said they had weapons Just to teach black one lesson but I ain't goin to school of fools so here, and look at my tools! You can and greet the Glock 19 in your nostrils I'll splatter your Plans to overthrow are left in cause one loco bro chose to of you and your crew I ain't a nigga with a twenty-two I dump a hollow-point in your windpipe Try to breathe {*choking*} the hype Cause this the jungle fool and I don't throw SPEARS, and I leavin here! A Nazi and you ain't never SEEN but you was lookin for a So you found a young with cash crashed my glass, snatched my whole Boy I'ma getcha back, it ain't no thang Show you what I from the gangs Stack em up deep in a six-nine Long scopes for the whole damn group Hangin outside a club called Waitin for the time.. he is, walkin in the Levi's blue cut The One dropped two shots in his butt I can't solve racism a gat but this is where my head's at - get em a jack back!
"You ask me the around here been treated bad for a long time.."
Wicked One] I've been sayin this, I fix em I wanna fix em a crucifixion Nail em to a and burn em BURN EM EM BURN EM! It's been said that this would Skanless skinheads All up in the crib for takin my force I had to break The had a spraypaint can and on my wall wrote, 'Death to the man' Burned a in front of the hideout they could get my race to die out I'ma cause em PAIN, and mental I speak slowly - the temple The Wicked One is talkin Blastin into pieces of puzzle em so bad, they can't stop me Not enough body left to get an Skinheads, em out Bloodshed, em out one of em, Mix said, "Go ahead" Thirty-eight, to his forehead I hit em and it hit the spot I and plot with Mix-a-Lot Now where's the leader at? Gotta get him get the gat, gotta get the axe Call it a revengeful pact.. call it the back!
"Some things are killing for"
[Sir They burned a cross in my yard, caught a brother off but I can't cry, I'm HARD! They another black, but this black wants payback I rack up stats! Now I'm on the with a 12-gauge pump hardware's in my trunk Creepin low.. and one - roll down the window Whassup, FOOL?!! ("Noooooooooo!!") *buck buck It ain't done til the stops breathin; watch Kinte get even! It goes like that a brother stays strapped Couldn't get a job so I to rap Livin large and the skinheads hate me Run up in my house and they to take me Now I got the to his dome A Eagle, dipped in chrome I got a black cap yanked over my face Anger is takin rationality's Hitler's in the house and I'm him out He but the barrel's in his mouth I shoot, he wants to know if I'm white or black I yank my mask - this has a jack back!
"These boys were activists.."
[The Wicked I'm not a slave but the Ku Klux and the Aryan say I am! behind the skinheads out to getcha? The reincarnation of Now I got a attitude I'm in a put em in a mood! Remember the of slavery? They hung many black men from a We to be free real hard and the black freedom must not be scarred! Callin me an Sambo but this, "American Psycho" And I'll any skinhead racist with the black glock that's in my And the morgue'll be packed in stacks due to the jack back Caught the leader of the skinhead You the one with the spraypaint can Drilled him a crowbar {*gargling*} DIE! In the ear, out the right eye Then I took a knife to his a wicked message in a bloody mess It was a warning for the of his pack "This got him with a jackback!"