a sense by now lost conformism. They lower a veil to make us easy of manage, every week. They see me as a monster, they try to drive me crazy. They
reproduce a sense by now lost conformism. They lower a veil to make us easy of manage, every week. They see me as a monster, they try to drive me crazy
your surroundings. You won't make it out alive. You won't make it out alive. You won't make it out alive. You won't make it out alive. It's like speaking
: [CHORUS 1 ? Stephen Marley] This one's for all the leaders Leader Lets all change the world Change the world This one's for all the leaders Leader
Taking Bout Like I want Kiss My Son on the Head nd Chuck em out What up 50? Let?s talk it out But until we talk it out [Chorus x2] Don?t Don?t End Up
get the droppin' - For album number three, it goin' platinum's not an option, I'm back with Cool & Dre a.k.a. the monsters And I got one word for you
toothbrush on the Pumas Clean... mean... rappin machine Red rag hangin low in the back of my jeans I black out like February, back out what's necessary
got 50 shanked Next time when the lights go out I'm pulling a desert eagle when the knives come out Watch that man get ta tussling and the mice run out
pass west side get the last pull Don't make me blow that dust off of my 6'4 Brown paper bag with a bottle full of cristal Compton monster sold out concerts
hundred, five hundred V-12 black coupe, none of my weebles wake that barkley comin out the roof, choppin major game on the strength, man we goes back
fake and fraugulent in out of Pac And they gotta stop it When they got us in shit that not might beast the rock When I pull out the heatseeker, cock a
of his Mouth him back to John and show this nigga just who the winner is The presence of a small town I diminish and blemishes And my player amps out
where these cockatrice squalled Their songs of Necronomicon Spoke out of Gilles De Rais Each murdered son, each frozen rose Handpicked, was gently fed To the sumptuous one
was no doubt That the first year was a success, of the Smoke Out '99 was even better than the year of '98 and Skull And Bones was comin' out, kickin'
to just kick it here then... " Just throw up while I hold your hair back Her white friend said "you niggas crazy" I hope no-one heard that I hope no-one
you not to push Little boy we could have been great friends but you frightened me to death you see you made a rabbit out of me and now we can't go back
