Miles from home, a dusty road We left our guns behind Runnin? for the border I can still hear my baby cry Been stuck for weeks, the desert heat With
(feat. Tom Morello) Taste the back of my crystal fist Taste the back of my crystal fist Taste the back of my crystal fist Dog of reservoir Causing friction
they know when I sex well Left them breathless now they're waiting to exhale Waiting to exhale with some competition So come in and test well The next one
whole entourage off with just one rhyme One rhyme... one rhyme... just one rhyme I don't give a fuck I kill em with just one rhyme Woo, hah, heh,
see chief posse beat these thug runner stunna may say it other niggas get done this my team get to it, other niggas run from it tune got me touring the world that one
it'll never go down A to the N to the DER to the SON When it comes to getting gacked we stay number one While others split a grab, we be sniffing a
Black Glocks and chrome slugs Parked on the block with the nose up Get ready for the 'Face/Off' Nicholas Cage ain't got *** on a *** wit a *** grenade One man army
One to the middle of his skull, he's expired A whole army came out Twenty-seven niggaz all strapped out of one house That how it happens in the acre One
shot her I caught her messin' round with some other man So I got on my truck, I gave her the gun and I shot her I shot her, shoot her one more time for
to share the same bath water with my brother Used to argue, fuss and fight over pillows and covers The low man at the bottom of the totem pole Used to go the Salvation Army
'all I love that man, yo He was a good man Man it's crazy Sometimes I wonder if there is a god Why the f-ck he take the wrong one? I wonder that sh-t
Lox we taking knots from the outta state spots Any nigga make it hot get found in vacant lot You don't really wanna come try the one guy Who stay dumb
me It seems like every other day the fuckin' cops arrest me (Yeah) But the shit will never stick I make one phone call and be out like quick 'Cause
stay on flip mode Your dick rode me long enough Dunn, now you can let go Every man in this world has a destiny Can't no other rapper in this game get
a jungle sometime, but I got my spear yo The album's called 'Sneak attack', that's what it is KRS-One spittin' facts to kids A army suit, a pair of
they fuck with me? (When I'm on the run) Why do they fuck with me? ('Cause I ain't the one) They get the boooo-oo-o-o-one I busted out through the front
re grass is greena, they the tortoise and im the huffin hyeena, never dealin witta bitch, nigga this one goes to the bitch ones hoes this one flows like