Generation - holding my breath no hesitation - freedom or death
Start a conversation finish it with a scream i know all the answers but what do the questions glean? not afraid of fiction just the already known
Archaic texts feed the occult hoards manifest destiny calls for total war thule society and the runes of von list all brought together by the fist
the way to them 8 Mile alleys, let's rally Hands up for the grand finale Now raise up out your seat, Dre is about to speak Blaze a pound of weed six days up
's ass If you don't understand, don't even bother to ask A father who has grown up with a fatherless past Who has blown up now to rap phenomenon that
it cool Shoot up the playground and tell the kids to stay in school (Stay in school!) Cause I'm the one they can relate to and look up to better Tonight
, tape 'em together and make a crucifix Try to stop it but you cain't do it (ha ha) A whole generation of kids blowin out their fuckin brains to this
send they bodies to they parents up North With they faces, they wrists and they nuts cut off Fuck 'em all what I scream as I dream in tongues Fuck a
is a boy in your heart And that's some game that I got From generation of game In the road of life dog We need to switch up lanes Think about it [Chorus
] I get around like tupac, just bought a new glock And I want what you got So please give it up so I can live it up Just like the rich but I still eat
world is titanic. Floatin' on the funk, so get your groove on, and maybe I am just a little fucked up. Life's just a little fucked up. Generation x, generation
t give this much of a fuck again So she'll go to another with dodgy heels on Dance with him to the beat of this song Teach him up not be this much at
be careful when you pick fights. And that's what I've learned in this business, you just never know - (Lil' Kim): SHUT THE FUCK UP! Who the fuck want
whole fam jig the fuck up what? Bet-ta chill, 'fore you slip the fuck up Get your wig, split the fuck up, nigga lust Dangerous, when three general niggaz
the party move ya body wassup, wassup everybody start it up (vroom, vroom) start it up (vroom, vroom) start it up (vroom, vroom) start it up (vroom, vroom) start it up
gang killers is real plus they, off the loot Proceedin' to leave a nigga bleedin' They love to fuck up in a frenzy, let fuckin' sharks feed me Bitches
a motherfucker in thirty places Fuck a case, ain't leavin' traces here to Redder-Dip I'm aimin' a automatic find a bitch I'm hangin' up Protainin' up
