ترانه:
Stole Your Woman A Change In Me

i want to change the things i care about forget how i used to be myself, an influential part of me my own manual lobotomy the future is so bright my

Yeah, rappers, spread your cheeks Pull your panties down, take your wig off Let me see your bald head, that's right I got you on Kodak, your pictures

your two little babes, Your darling loving wife?, You done stole my Stetson hat I'm bound to take your life; He was a bad man, That mean old Stagolee

Yeah.. Yeah... yeah, yeah [Verse 1] The voice of racism preaching the gospel is devilish A fake church called the prophet Muhammad a terrorist Forgetting God is not a religion, but a

sit back, it's plain to see Open your eyes and trust in me Steppin' to the bad side, ooh, ooh, ooh Gonna take a mean ride, ooh, ooh, ooh I was a man

me a hundred dollars. Then I'll make a phone call. [Roxie Hart] A hundred dollars? Will you just... I mean, it seems pretty stiff for a phone call. [

her control A moment of madness unfettered a soul That would relish a freedom denied once before By a desperate nation with it's back to the wall Within a

follow Well here's a little lie about the man she stole away 'Night within a soul cries 'hallelujah' when your drowning'... Once, fast below, woman... It's fault is not your

a damn thing changed.. let me explain Now since people of color are genetically dominant and Caucasoids are genetically recessive and Whites expect to be predominant, meaning survive as a