[Method Man] Ah-ahhowwwwwwwwww! We are... here... to lay this boy... to rest... And so shall you... be put, to death... [Method Man] Beware of the
Sickening, the things that I see Can't stop my mind from slowly wandering Dreamin' again, I think you're with me But there is where the thinking ends
A grim and primal mind Animal inside Words reduced to spit Violent sickening Bloody flesh left hanging To expose the bone Head so full of demons Fed
Brothers we hail you all Welcome to this night of war No one can stop us now We shall fight 'til death us do part Join us now you middle man and march
deep in your heart a feeling arises a feeling of frustration a pain in your heart a pain in your soul you just want to let it out kill your idols bury
I can't understand the way you comprehend the way I feel I can't comprehend why you can't understand the way I feel So I'm giving up on understanding
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Aggressive burning hate Raging strong and wild Never ending curse Wrong or right, who knows? "It comes creeping from nowhere!" You say, but it isn't true
Your'e a real estate agent Yes, a real big man Selling lots and houses Whenever, wherever you can Slumlord tactics are all you know The word is out, you
You who are fighting the endless war Told by generals to kill some more Wake up in the morning, march over the hill Whatever's in your way, you've got
Don't call on help from the other side Things might seem tough, but let it ride Even if the light seems to hurt your eyes Don't you call on the forces
It's all part of the money machine, the money machine It's all part of the capitalist scheme, the money machine Makes you forget you're a human being
There's no place that you can go Run as fast as you want, it will be too slow I'm going out of my head, it's driving me insane I can have no peace until
Wake up in the morning and find yourself Staring at the wall When that nagging urge to take a piss Has you stumbling thru the hall That's what you were
Do you have brain bondage Spend all your time in front of the T.V. set Don't you know they're trying to show you just how to live Better not listen, and
Walk down to the beach and what do I see Non local cars blocking up our streets Don't they know the beach is for locals only Don't they know they can'
Secret sex is the first sex you ever had Secret sex is the first to make you glad Sneak out the window and walk down the street And there waiting for
Ever find yourself awake In the middle of the night You've got insomnia Grab a glass of water Or a cigarette for your insomnia But I know something that