we got guess NYSE and them just weren't that but the butcher cut the wrong fat better shop and save up cures deadbolt all the doors, there's your threat
got guess NYSE and them just weren't that but the butcher cut the wrong fat better shop and save up cures deadbolt all the doors, there's your threat
You crabs test, can't measure the threat I dance on a nigga like my name's Zab Judah Rap Barracuda, three XL kahuna Sure to get it perkin' and 'cause a
You crabs test, can't measure the threat I dance on a nigga like my name's Zab Judah Rap barracuda, three XL kahuna Sure to get it perkin' and cause a
I speak My raps straight to your head, like turbans to a Sheik Making your future bleak, it's not my fault you're weak It's Fitnredi microphone tag teams
shows when i was younger, persian gulf. now kids see kosovo u.s. army, channel 4 how can you trust anyone who's televised a war oil, power, channel 3 there's
're taught Bored more than not So what? They've got a crutch It's nothing you could ever touch Don't look Don't look onto your lawn There's a billboard
To a crowd WITHOUT ANY BALLS! Here we are, too hard, too fast! And we don't need a fashion injection Or a sales slip to tell us we're right You look like a
been good, but I know we can do better Exactly what's expected right down to the fucking letter If nothing's changed then where's my brain If there's
sold your soul your life is a waste now, you're just another prole it's never too late so just remember you're not a person to them, your just a number
renting out the earth living off your misery and they don't give a fuck you payed your rent your money's spent and now you're fucking stuck money, lies
count your money night and day you bought your car, you even bought your wife at the expense of someone else's life buy your freedom, sell your conscience buy your freedom, sell your
re all still IDLE THREATS Cause if a brick's been thrown I haven't seen It's in your head and out your mouth Mind bomb, the next is you Rolls off your
s the word son he made you gag Said yo''re the youngest he's ever had no filth or flaw do my eyes see Go add some bdeads to your rosary Yours ins forgiven
Part of a rotten useless, unprouctive minority (all this thought to resposobilities, redundent schedules carved in 30 years mortages for a finaced wife some to buy kids, whats in your
earn's not yours to keep Land of the free? What a lie You bleed and sweat every wekk but what you earn's not yours to keep We won't be free until we die
but who will dig your fuckn ditch when all the proles have fuckin quit? time to think your business over don't ever look the working class if you treat us all like whores there's
