new immoral right they wanna cleanse the home of the brave for the master race of the usa it's so beautiful on the street you won't know them like a pack
to kill, in beirut or salvador, there will be a class war, right here in america. in a class war, class war, class war, this war, that war, class war, last war
hate -- me we hate -- each other in your car you get cut off on the bus you never talk just sit an' shut your chop fighting in a nightly brawl against
im right, you're wrong - an we both know it. i'm right, you're wrong - an it's no secret. i'm right, you're wrong - but you got the power. what do ya
backwards: jerry falwell eats shit at the foot of the devil and loves it! you just cut, cut yourself off, you don't count, count anymore. you were a friend
war in the east war in the west war rumours a fly found myself penny wise and pound foolish cause with war about my troubles seem so small (chorus) it
on our plan... (chorus) world war, lotsa fun - people in panic on the run world war, lotsa fun - white house is aimin' the gun world war, lotsa fun - people in panic on
state, the fascist rape the pigs are waiting you're not on your own, you're not alone we got the number but whatcha gonna do with your head in a noose
on stage singing like Bitches only for your shit just a lil bit Niggaz only for your shit just a lil bit On my album 50 helped me just a lil bit Only on
, mine not a lame or a simp The world is mine, you see my name on a blimp Stay Dolce Gabbana'd down, play the Bahamas now Youse a donkey, I'ma piranha
a G-4 n*gga? [Juice:] Juice blowin up like C-4 N*gga [Game:] Ya want a war n*gga Its me and 4 n*gga?s Ya such a pi-po with the .44 n*gga Look out ya
year, in this industry I'll buy enough guns to declare war on a small country [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks] Still walk around wit' the hammer boss Rope and a cross Hard times'll make a
dedicated stay true Illegal life C A P O N E with me, pappy, Hav and Pee Tradegy Khadafi, N O Y D, a man and me On some mobb shh, spark up cigar shh
plastic, to avoid a vaginal disorder I'm a savage on your daughter, she ain't in the college dorm Then I guess I'm squirtin' on the cabin that you bought her I'm a
it wasn't for the PJ's, y'all probably never heard of me Y'all be like, "Who the hell is Wyclef and what's a Fugee?" I'd probably be standin' on a corner
moxie melt 'til he woke up drowning in chachkes hell, more in a cave with a torch on the wall than a window arrangement of porcelain dolls on a brand
In a time between two wars When a slip could get you killed A man appeared with a master plan And they called him Wild Bill He talked you 'round in circles
