there ain't no money left in this town pounds for a gram is so unreal if you can't get a scrip then you need to steal all you kids you waste away all
down there ain't no money left in this town pounds for a gram is so unreal if you can't get a scrip then you need to steal all you kids you waste away
I want you to, take your time and be one with the road I need you to turn your system up right now If this ain't knockin in your system you need to get
you choose to destroy yourself In a world that feeds on hate You're left here just to waste away In your cardboard prison, asphalt wasteland No one
people fear me when I talk this way Some come near me - some run away Some people take heed to every word I say Some wanna build a posse - some stay away
ll make our own decisions take 'em down make 'em see We got to stand together We got make some noise Numbers can change the system With one sound with one
so no one will complain their structure has nothing to do with matter, time and space so to live within a system is such a fucking waste If you look inside
' you first Mr. Kindness, talks but I don't listen A victim of society fucked by the system My whole life's been a see saw I'm up one day, down and out
And I want you to, take your time and be one with the road I need you to turn your system up right now If this ain't knockin in your system you need
're never gone stop us we're never gone go away Go away, go away, we're never gone go away Go away, go away, we're never gone go away
mc's lookin for their way on the clown road pass the racks of overweighted tracks you might find a clash with what they say is a smash hit me with the one
choose to destroy yourself In a world that feeds on hate, you're left here just to waste away In your cardboard prison, asphalt wasteland No one hears
play the part Like THAT, like that one time like that one time like that one time Uh, my man Stoupe in the house like that one time like that one time
head Richencypholic surgeon of my cosmorama, astrophysical Invades one, individual stands And uses cosmic radiation as a cosmetic To beautify inner fantastic, gory flow So, writing weak rhymes to your boomin system
the way...Come get in line Accept the new age...Don't be left behind Accept the way...Do it now today Accept the new age...Or be cast away One monetary
, cause no one believes In accepting their fate, they just roll up their sleeves To combat it, to destroy, to run away and avoid Cause no one is responsible
lay you to waste Big trouble, gonna pick a bone with you Big trouble, gonna drop the bomb, baby Big trouble, runnin' out of patience Big trouble, eat away at your nervous system
nab me That's why when I ride on my lap be The strap piece Don't try ta jam one tha one way dawg Look 'cuz you ain't gettin' away without no gunplay
