Lightning and thunder, fear and wonder Murder and murder, chaos, disorder Hate and pain will rise again Nothing remains, bring it on again On and on
Pain, power, pussy and pistols Lyrically no one hold none near me, hear me Kids cheer me like The Count of Monte Cristo Steady poundin' soundin' like
about you, like I do. Count the bodies like sheep Count the bodies like sheep Counting bodies like sheep To the rhythm of the war drums Count the bodies
will achieve i will achieve so drill it so drill it so hard i feel it (i?ll carry on) so drill it so drill it so hard i feel it (i?ll always carry
On-Demand We wanna see it and some motherfuckers gon' wanna be it Others are doing numbers that breed it, bleed it, can't defeat it Bush, the political
With the killer instinct, rhymes are in synch B-B-B-B-Bang your head til it shrinks! Midnight marauder, bodies are gettin' slaughtered Bring a cross and
action once I got 'em I hit hyperactive butcher knife packin mental bottomless pit bring a hundred mc's still it ain't no stoppin' this injection makin
Let it go, ah ah, let it go Better let it go, ah, just let it go Pull it back, let it go, ah And let it flow like...
hate the man in the mirror Cause his reflection makes the pain turn realer Times of Armageddeon, murder in mass amounts In this society where only gettin the cash counts
West, Pusha T, Big Sean, Cyhi The Prynce, Common] [Kanye West:] Uh, Good music, this our year Backing drums by DJ Premier Now let me count it down,
feel that, heh, yeah We gonna do it like this Real old school, shit Take them back to the parks and shit Do it like, we used to do it, you know DJ Irv
knowl' and toss, it's time to floss My verbal affirmation is to always go offWhen syllables slide you'll be enjoyin the vibeWhen consider it pride, it
where why whose-it, QUIZZZ Time to ask yourself who it is Sheisty P.L.O. underhanded biz, invading brothers wigs Can I live Corrupt and bringing all the misery and suffering Pain
Diddy, this ain?t Pretty Pain, power, pussy and pistols, lyrically no one, hold none near me, hear me Kids cheer me like The Count of Monte-Cristo Steady
tell me now what war is Again tell me what life is More pain and misery in the history of mankind Sometime it seems more like The blind leading the blind It brings
Lightning and thunder Fear and wonder Murder and murder Chaos, disorder Hate and pain Will rise again Nothing remains Bring it on again... On
sho' enough count that green Something you just can't coach Don't sing it, bring it I usually caught me at least one fool a game You can only phanthom pain