ve dodged Light a smoke and post it up for the night in camoflage "Military Minded" scratch [Prevail] I make my face stick with paint stick Todays the
gipsies, ???. Midwives, stingrays and pixies. Risky busniness, my life on a discus. Witness protection, tour the intestine. Geometric ethics knocks you out, Keep it keep it
cold blooded killer A methodical animal of the dusk I'll blow the planet to dust Hell boy acid drenched Dead lift danger Born with horns fight it I'm
E The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong, who got it goin' on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong, who got it
it comes it'll come like a thief in the night Yeah, obey the laws and do everything right But when it comes it'll come like a thief in the night For
man Yeah bangin' come on yeah look Huh, stay in my lane like a hustla never hate a motherfucker Tolerate a motherfucker to a certain extent When it's on, it
Ronald Regan, let it go Befo' you be a motherfuckin' vegetable You scrap niggas too animated like The Incredibles Let this beef go around like the twenty six's It
I got a tooth ache I'm Asmodeus but then I'm Master Farah? Black people think I'm a devil White people think I'm a God People be Talkin bout This an that Sayin it
dead Look behind your fuckin' back With the drill bit in your ass crack, extream pressure Teach you a lesson Fuck your confession of evil I march with black
-Bizzy Bone-Chorus- Murdah is out of control/ Murdah just let it blow (It blow)/ Word up if you bucked a mothafucka down for taken ya dough (Taken ya
None of them can see the clouds The polished wings don't care Animal waves through the hazy Dreams full of pain Wings wetted down Stumbling on the ground It
chalice Which will drive them To their being's most inhuman condition It's the sabbatical potion Created by the witches for the black gathering It's the
is a son of a bitch Make me, shake me, deep black water Gonna run through my pain, gonna make it rain Baby I?m gone, so don?t you forget it I did all
their eyes And oh, what's pain? And oh, what's sadness anyway? It's not crying like a child And oh, what's graying? And oh, what's ageing anyway? It
your faith mutterings of death to bring suffocate a newborn thing degradation of an age venereal it's all sensation protect design the moral plan infallible as propaganda completely black
as black as you I came up in it, I crash down in it It's all good I feel complete in it, I black out in it It's all good I came up in it, I crash down
Super animation, turning on a nation And they're saying all moving parts stand still Since he was elected, adrenalin injected Hear him saying all moving