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"In this country a home is his castle.."

Mix-a-Lot]
I've been jacked by the racist scum, and I come
Klan, run - revenge is fun! And I'm that one
to make you tapdance a shotgun
On they said they had weapons
Just to teach black people one
but I goin to your school of fools
so here, and look at my tools!
You can meet and greet the 19 in your nostrils
I'll splatter your
to overthrow are left in limbo
cause one bro chose to dispose of you
and your skinhead
I ain't a house nigga with a
I dump a hollow-point slug in windpipe
Try to breathe believe the hype
Cause this the jungle fool
and I don't throw SPEARS, and I leavin here!
A Nazi and you ain't never Germany
but you was for a enemy
So you found a brother with cash
crashed my glass, my whole stash
Boy I'ma getcha back, like it ain't no
Show you I learned from the gangs
Stack em up in a six-nine Deuce
Long scopes for the whole damn group
Hangin outside a called Moonshine
Waitin for the time..
he is, walkin in the Levi's blue cut
The Wicked One two shots in his butt
I solve racism with a gat
but this is where my head's at - get em with a back!

"You ask me the niggers here
been treated bad for a long time.."

Wicked One]
I've been this, I gotta fix em
I wanna fix em a crucifixion
em to a cross and burn em
BURN EM EM BURN EM!
It's been that this would happen
Skanless skinheads
All up in the crib insult for takin my
I had to North
The had a spraypaint can
and on my wall wrote, to the black man'
a cross in front of the hideout
Hopin could get my race to die out
I'ma cause em PAIN, and mental
I speak slowly - the temple
The Wicked One is trouble
Blastin skulls pieces of puzzle
Damage em so bad, they stop me
Not body left to get an autopsy
Skinheads, em out
Bloodshed, em out
one of em, Mix said, "Go ahead"
Thirty-eight, STRAIGHT to his
I hit em hard and it hit the
I punish and with Mix-a-Lot
Now where's the at? Gotta get him back
get the gat, gotta get the axe
Call it a murderous pact..
it the jack back!

"Some are worth killing for"

[Sir
They burned a cross in my yard, caught a off guard
but I can't cry, I'm HARD!
They jacked another black, but black wants payback
I up killin stats!
Now I'm on the hunt a 12-gauge pump
Massive hardware's in my
Creepin low.. and
There's one - roll down the
Whassup, FOOL?!! ("Noooooooooo!!") *buck buck
It ain't done til the punk stops
Kunta Kinte get even!
It goes like that when a brother stays
get a job so I learned to rap
Livin kinda and the skinheads hate me
Run up in my and they tried to take me
Now I got the to his dome
A Desert Eagle, dipped in
I got a black stocking cap yanked my face
Anger is rationality's place
Hitler's in the and I'm takin him out
He shouts but the barrel's in his
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 One]
I'm not a slave but the Ku Klux
and the Nation say I am!
behind the skinheads out to getcha?
The reincarnation of
Now I got a murderous
I'm in a put em in a mood!
Remember the days of
They many black men from a tree
We fought to be free real
and the man's freedom must not be scarred!
Callin me an African
but this, "American Psycho"
And I'll smoke any racist
with the glock that's in my fist
And the be packed in body stacks
Memories due to the jack
Caught the leader of the skinhead
You know the one the spraypaint can
him with a crowbar {*gargling*} DIE!
In the left ear, out the eye
I took a knife to his chest
Carved a wicked message in a bloody
It was a warning for the rest of his
"This nigga got him a jackback!"