Losing sleep wasting time killing myself til the day I die. I am what? I am pure fucking evil. My fist. My face. My head. The ground
check this out you greedy motha f****** I changed all my credit cards, And switched all the locks to all my doors You thought my heart would be destroyed
: Play Dirty Like I slipped in mud before the game And The Coach wouldn't even let a playa go change Play Dirty I talk more trash than Ali I float like
neck It's my right to insist That he acknowledge my existence But he just displays complete lack of respect That's what he says to himself As he uses magazines to trash
defend yourself is ridiculous Didn't you get my message inside of the question? 'Cause you're toys boys, I'm the Real McCoy I'm really gonna enjoy seein' you destroyed
somethin' out there waitin' for us There's somethin' out there waitin' for us You can run but you can't hide from the Westside Night stalker, shit talker
in hell we'd allow this country to push it's genocidal consensus on our homelands. This ignorance exists, but it can be destroyed. Nigga talk about
after the cutting The cancer says well hello In between fairground muscle twitches And clearly white scaly shit Tinkerboy says burnt it out The little cunt doesn't know what the fuck he's talking
all out nuclear war Would destroy all life on planet Earth. * We are not talking fantasy, Nor preaching doom. We are talking of an existing reality;
don't fuck with it But if we gon' be dogs then you stuck with it Let me go my way but walk with me See what I see, watch me then talk with me Share my
rim Flatter than the knife j**** stabbed un wit' If you the first nigga that laugh, I'll blow you in half The first nigga to talk trash, I'ma blow you
it or don't fuck wit it But if we gonna be dogs then you stuck with it Let me go my way, but walk with me See what I see, watch me, then talk wit me Share
the only witness to the nature of my crime But look at what we've done to the innocent and young Whoa listen to who's talking 'cause we're not the only ones The trash
feds know Ia??m Federal Cause nigga they said so A rider like Clyde And freak from the pub low In the ELCo spot'em get'em got'em And ain't nobody talking
the pieces inside trash bags So she'll be wreaking like a fags ass With flesh covered in leeches And throw the bags away In various trash bins in different
only witness to the nature of my crime But look at what we've done to the innocent and young Whoa listen to who's talking 'cause we're not the only ones The trash
