instrumental Keep the girl in the distance, moves are very hazy No sunshine in my life the way I deal is shady 3D Skip hip data to get the anti-matter
don't stop) I'm living proof nigga It's pretty safe to say God giveth and God taketh away It's the Worldwide American way I'm living proof nigga [Eminem:] Your body
once But they can't kill you twice Did you destruction of di flesh is not di ending to life Fear not of the anti-christ Did you know that I Exist
, mi tell har seh mi a put di all out Wuk gal mek dem bawl out to all di dressa, yep Verse 2: Some bwoy dem seh a genuine but dem a anti christ Carry
vote, to control unwanted forms of mass behavior). Environmental laws were not passed to protect our air and water... they were passed to get votes. Seasonal anti
(verse 1) They say am anti white coz am pro black, it blatently aint true Just think its time dat my black people break through got support from high
but da crust So you can feel what its like with instinct but no guts A sack wit no nutts or A mack wit no sluts Give me a full-body massage, I still
the oceans turn dry Not one baby girl will cry as you attempt to grow broccoli from the desert We will take our pregnant bodies, drink from underground
, red carpet, hoes on they arm plush mink, pimped out gangsta, civil rights wasn't won every Christmas they were Santa Claus, Nichson was the Anti-Christ
gentil maitre j'ai une main sur la chatte une sur un sein et j'devient empiteque j'te pren en vitesse en finesse j't'offre une pilule anti-stress excuse
the perm and let it sit too long, they just makin it burn Make a movie of our lifestyle But they earn like a dead body burned on a mantlepiece That's
(feat. Chuck D) {Puff Daddy} One, two, one, two and the place to be As it is plain to see I am the crushed proven The body movin, the record breakin
lifes a bore chainsaw down some power poles and leave people in the dark plant anti-personnel mines on the bike paths in the park malicious mishief and my body
anti-myth rhythm rock shocker Yes I spit fire Hope lies in tha smoldering rubble of empires Back through tha shanties and tha cities remains Tha same bodies
Steel from a furnace, I was born landless This is the native son, born of Zapata's guns Stroll through the shanties and the cities remains Same bodies
Ashby Jawns keep telling me I'm great like Gatsby Caught like a felony, you can't slide past me I'm low-key, kind of anti-flashy Then I'm OG up in a
