're talking a disaster. It's the mess we make, when will we ever give what we take? We're talking a disaster. We hold the reigns. We're talking a disaster. We're talking a
in prison, fuck the system I'm like a modern day Hitler, black gorilla, crip and blood in one nigga Only killas know my face I beat a case for shooting
the Bible, left hand in the air Before I spoke one word, made sure my throat was clear A-hem, I'm a prisoner of circumstance Frail nigga, I couldn't much
like they got a million private eyes in the public eye That they publicize doubleized, In a love disguise, Wolf in a sheep clothing, I just love these guys, Talking
know the Canibus is the one Ha ha ha ha ha Ha ha ha ha ha The rhyme creator At the drop of a dime I spit 100 b-a-rs I'm a S-T-A-R since the day I was
tie a rope, throw you off his nicest boat Made him $30 mill when $30 a gram was the price of coke Think my life a joke? (joke?), I been indicted folks
burner but potential as a parent Every track is a murder but could treat it like lobonic The play that graze here, now MC's in a daze mind [Chorus] [Guru] In one
with a public service announcement for all you faggot ass rappers [Ras K.:] What's that? [Xzibit:] They think just because a nigga's rapping with a label
I know what some million kids That feel the same pain that my children's in 45 years as they hate and cheat To break loose from this modern day slavery
Mill They on the opposition to his ass wack tax bill But will it pass the senate? Slum lord tenant And super like 1-A, have a fun stay One day, he plan