, now every-body Big Willie Done did it, come widdit, get yo' head splitted or get your neck slitted, admit it, you overdid it Your shit it, just ain'
only father And like every mother's son I was raised within a cause With a purpose to fulfill I was taught to defend what was mine And instructed not to kill
Where the other Bands fall Fans of Slavery hear the call You know we are the kings And you know that a new war begins With raised metallic fist We
pride So put yo fist up in yo pockets and them bullets in the chamber Cause niggas slingin iron like the lone ranger Mayne it's murder murder kill kill
Well I've got that feeling deep inside Well what it is I don't know My vengeance starts to change My mind gets filled with rage I raise my fists up
I?ve got this feeling deep inside But what it is I donA?t know My vision starts to change My mind gets filled with rage I raise my fists up to the
choice You fool, I own you You're not the only one I've taken another son And it I caught you living You'd be better off dead Fists are raised in protest
Brainstorm microphone napalm This is it, words from a time bomb Attack speed, fast as an F-fifteen Raise the heat, light the gasoline Overload, it might
, flame burst out all sides like Gamora My poisonous is released, gas from the canister Raise the black fist, we keep the earth on it's axis I make a
, now everybody Big Willie Done did it, come widdit, get yo' head splitted Or get your neck slitted, admit it, you overdid it Your shit it, just ain't
to hear it, the rebel" - P.E "Tellin you to hear it " 2PacHolla if ya hear me "Hard!" "Tellin you to hear it, the rebel" - P.E "Tellin you to hear it "
Waking up to a little baby crying Mom's yelling 'cause pop's got his fists flying It's nine in the morning and he's drunk One day, I feel that I'm gonna
eat So my natural instincts to kill in the street Im going to war and i sent you caution JumpSteady stepping over the governments brainwashing (Take it, Take it farther, take it
So my natural instincts to kill in the street I'm going to war and I sent you caution Jumpsteady stepping over the governments' brainwashing (Take it, take it farther, take it
(Do the mix and all that shit) Knamsayin', word up (Make it, make it a record real quick, do yo' thang) Throw ya seatbelts on, ahhight? (Yeah, hook it up, make it
make me wanna kill ya, ya think it's a game His uniform and his badge make him think he the man I can't take it, have to face it, the people got us [
The perfect love song, it has no words It only has death threats And you can tell a classic ballad By how threatening it gets So if you walk into your
, we big shots, we big shots And we done fucked all ya bitches, ya bitches I only fucks wit' my niggas, my niggas So we them true-to-life killas, killas
