and ammo, then watch the color die [b-real] Bullets are on a mission To search and destroy No names attached just convoys Deployed on your team You wanna
sleeps. Chorus Ras Kass: Now what came first, the chicken or the egg? God: Armageddon. Ras Kass: A arm a leg a leg a arm a head. Headin in your direction
you get? When you see a chest without a butcher knife buried in it Wait a minute, give me an axe I wanna smash your ribcage in half For every time
sonny lke scholars and you write 'em on your collars You'll bomb and you'll try before a million dollars I get like a leopard, attack, ransack, disturb, cold crush Use a
For the kill, MAC's in your side Judging buildings, they can't be no playgrounds for these children My old hood could use a little rebuilding A better place for
' Get locked up for life and it could've been avoided But your male pride destroyed it, eager to bust chrome You need to bust a U-ey, son and go the fuck
of the Dead, before you come examine your set Where drama collects and women use special effects Where amateur stunts can make a nigga damage your fronts Uh, the California Sunkist with a
I KNOW NOW, IT'S A TRAP Rape and take from me what I make For you it's a job, for me a mistake Machines are made to destroy all that's sane I can't
wanna destroy the passerby 'cause i wanna be anarchy no dogs body anarchy for the u.k. it's coming sometime and maybe i give a wrong time stop a traffic line your
of dissent in the name of free speech the only love you know if for yourself your opinions change with the seasons as do your beliefs with a smile you twist the blade your
a three piece suit, give you loot Chemicals in your head to make you look cute They use you as a fool to deceive your own people And fillin' my children
X behind my name 'Cause big speech mouth sweet big promises a make And all now mi no see weh poor people a get A pure blood and tears and whole heap
who say I dont like you [Bugz] Im a brand named guy Who loves to stay high Got a ten inch dick and the gun the same size A bitch named bitch Whos
have to call on dj premier? For he and I make up the songs that you long for Meanwhile ducks just knock on the wrong door Waiting for a call or for
Well I've been a public figure for quite a long time Known to the whole world for what my style of rhyme But tonight let's talk about the ones who bite
pre-ordained for you, so there's no side to choose So much like hurricanes you seek to name the cosmic crime To give a war a name is just a way for you
I'll give a grain of your lyrical mania Power source, and a G enforced, your headboards And they could be rap wars So come one or two, 'cept for a few
MATTER THE WHOLE THING'S JUST A GAME MICKEY WHAT ARE WE GOING TO PLAY NOW! LINDA GANGSTERS. PERKINS MY NAME IS ELLIOT NESS AND LADY HERE'S MY CARD, I'M IOOKIN' FOR
