your crotch Don't like you, you're too much I'm Evil, evil, evil, evil Evil, evil, evil, evil I'm Evil, evil, evil, evil Evil, evil, evil, evil
evil, dem evil, so evil, so evil, so evil, so evil, so evil, so evil, so evil, so evil, so evil, so evil, so evil, so evil, so evil, so evil, so evil,
the screaming, another life is gone I'm playing with the children, children of the dead My mother say's their evil, my daddy he gives a shit Their eyeballs are bloody, their skin
will come untrue, and the world will be made anew. Jet planes streak across the sky, thousands of innocent people die. All because they got the wrong color skin
: For the ghetto media Don't let the light skin fool y'all I will fuck you up [Chorus: Bizzy Bone] This is what it sounds like, when thugz cry [3
way I fly away back to my four corner room Like my song 4 Corner Room, tripping out like I was on shrooms I sit and look at the colorful things, evil
will grow higher it's taste is your cure I do not fear the world's fire for it (only) burns for a moment And though it sears my skin I rest for it shall
blocks through war, took blocks for fall Took blocks to Wall for box of raw What you think 33 in the glock is for? Black fatigues, skullies and binoculars, C4
fire Started running, starting retreating Fuck it, fire again Leave niggaz broken up oxem down Wait for them to yell and see they skin open up A nice guy but I'm evil
gt; unknown singer [chorus 1: hell razah] We form the ghetto government You either hate us or you lovin it Ghetto government for those who strugglin *repeat 4
took blocks ruval Took blocks to Wall for box of raw What you think the 33 and the glock is for? Black fatigues, skullies and binoculars, C4 block
the way I fly away back to my four corner room Like my song 4 Corner Room, tripping out like I was on shrooms I sit and look at the colorful things, evil
[Verse 1] I'm hot enough to make your skin bubble Packin a Smith & Wesson Uh oh, trouble, don't say nothin You can tell that I'm evil By the arch
