'all got ta clear this motherfucka off Curfew nigga, get ta fuck up outta here off my block [Verse 1: Bizzy Bone] Who servin' tha fiends Hundred thousands
re an alien sex fiend You're an alien sex fiend You're an alien sex fiend You're an alien sex fiend You're an alien sex fiend You're an alien sex fiend
I peek into the hole, I struggle for control The children love the show, But they fail to see the anguish in my eyes Fail to see the anguish in my
[Zach de la Rocha] Yo, I was a FIEND before I became a teen I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated
Please kill me in my sleep so I get stuck in my dreams I'll keep exhaling the rime of my chaotic harmony But the wrecked parts of that ship keep floating
for the dumb I don't need your religion Your Jesus or god Reality counts Not a life built on lies No rules No laws No control No fiend to exorcize
the biggest boulder Who servin' tha fiends It's just another day I gotta get paid Who got the biggest boulder Who servin' tha fiends Now could this
'all got ta clear this motherfucka off Curfew nigga, get ta fuck up outta here off my block Verse 1: Bizzy Bone Who servin' tha fiends Hundred thousands
I see you all the time I see you in a video Running through my head I hear that you're a fiend You love and let nobody know where you go Why didn't you
mouth And you know damn well what I'm talkin' about I'm the Too $hort, baby, way too cold So mothafuck you, bitch, goddamn ass hoe The dope fiend beat
yo yo yo yo im so a hoe i dont no how she no that she a hoe (x20)
make mad cake ("I was a fiend, fiend of a microphone") ("I was a fiend, fiend of a microphone") ("I was a fiend, fiend of a microphone") ("I was a fiend, fiend
Nobody blazing it up but me I need her first thing when I wake up Call me a fiend And I ain't talking about nicotine Y'all know what I mean Just call me your fiend
[Fiend talking] My Lord, I'm in a bad situation again First forgive me for my sins Past, present, and future I ain't eat in a couple days All I'm trying
Why do you love to lick my wounds Why do you love to twist my pain Why do you love to suck! my life Why do you look so dead Kill me I'm a dope fiend Do
SUKARUMIRUYOONE! Hushururu Hushururu dokugasu huhaishuu makichirasu Zonbi Zonbi teshitawa mina doro doro Hashi kara tenraku bakkuattaku misebatoku niwa
doggs don't heal Uh, I'm the ghetto vet, my partner car pullisin', lately listenin' back I woulda turned firm when a mack that would didn't blast Fiend
breath and imma squezze til theres nothing fuckin left before you go u gunna know that you've seen a fiend on the microphone, imma microphone fiend
