Vārdi:
One Way System Victim

try to envision witnessin' your momma gobblin' Mormon missionaries in the kitchen Bitchin' that someone's always pullin' down her drawers and clit's itchin' Goin' through public whorehouse systems, victim

to envision Witnessin' your momma poppin' prescription pills in the kitchen Bitchin' that someone's always goin' throuh her purse and shit's missin' Goin' through public housin' systems, victim

murder Some motherfuckin' claim to representin' He ain't from the magnolia, so this shit ain't reminiscin' This is my system like an addiction that's like fiction My victims

they got their fist in opposition to fair play must be in your submission to rage you became a victim the same way the system done gave way inflicting

One element, top lyricist Intellectin' with, d-u-b squad of imperialist With an innevator as the dictator So we can see you, liver clues with side and system

gun is no toy Till policeman back him up Shoot out his way, escape, he's fabulous Jamaican most wanted, he's dangerous People dem a say this is one cantankerous

a fuck 'bout a system, sister was your victim Fuck, he said, he did it what the fuck you mean you're being a victim Fuck him I'll get 'em be that nigga

jump you might croak And this little ass nigga, funny style nigga You must got to much alcohol in your system We bloody sport niggas that love to pick victim

despise one another. In this world there is room for everyone and the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone. The way of life can be free and