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  • 作词 : Dechalus, Murphy, Young
    Once again it's the dread and the bald head
    Won't be satisfied til the devil's i see em all dead
    Layin in a mass grave, for the past slaves they were stayin
    Do you think a ****** forgot? matter fact
    My trigger's hot, you blink you gettin shot
    And if the weather's hot, your body's gonna stink when it rot
    Lord j got the arms, sadat got the bombs
    We don't feel **********t, you cried a hit on ya moms
    Now leave the bloody ********** in a ditch
    Get'cha pretty penny if the mother of my enemy
    My brother's sendin me four bursts from down south
    And for the lies you told, i'ma buck you in the mouth
    Now what the ******'s this all about?
    [sadat x]
    Everybody gotta weapon
    Who's gonna let burst the first shot? hmm, i thought not
    Feel the battle, tell darryl that his first-born is dead
    Shot in the back by the task force
    I'm mistakin your face in a similar face
    Got em murdered
    Much like how the buffalo is herded by the pale face
    Who threw some game on the indian, who got jerked for new york
    You better walk, got caught then wear your vest
    We might throw somethin that's hollow
    Brand nubian ain't never been the ones, to follow nobody
    We gotta lotta arms but i like to pump the shotty
    Hook: (x3)
    Now what the ******'s this all about?
    [lord jamar]
    It's all about brothers risin up, wisin up
    Sizin up a situation, but gettin fit within the nation
    No deviation, a straight pathways down my wrath
    I sing sounds of math on behalf
    Of the gods and the earths, birthplace in space
    You be ****** with my turf when you be ****** with my race
    Now face, your maker and take your last breath
    The time is half past death
    Now what the ******'s this all about?
    [sadat x]
    If you're less than a man, in my eyes
    Then your head's off, and i'ma set off the wheels
    Mother****** the baby seals or savin the whales
    All the crack sells, it's the armageddon
    ............... so cancel the wettin
    Go in the garage, find that old camouflage
    Blend in like a mirage and explode
    Take nothin lightly, crackers shootin nightly
    Cos i don't need nobody that's gon' shoot me in the back
    Black people show 'n' act and when they front, that's wack
    Hook (x6)
  • 作词 : Dechalus, Murphy, Young
    Once again it's the dread and the bald head
    Won't be satisfied til the devil's i see em all dead
    Layin in a mass grave, for the past slaves they were stayin
    Do you think a ****** forgot? matter fact
    My trigger's hot, you blink you gettin shot
    And if the weather's hot, your body's gonna stink when it rot
    Lord j got the arms, sadat got the bombs
    We don't feel **********t, you cried a hit on ya moms
    Now leave the bloody ********** in a ditch
    Get'cha pretty penny if the mother of my enemy
    My brother's sendin me four bursts from down south
    And for the lies you told, i'ma buck you in the mouth
    Now what the ******'s this all about?
    [sadat x]
    Everybody gotta weapon
    Who's gonna let burst the first shot? hmm, i thought not
    Feel the battle, tell darryl that his first-born is dead
    Shot in the back by the task force
    I'm mistakin your face in a similar face
    Got em murdered
    Much like how the buffalo is herded by the pale face
    Who threw some game on the indian, who got jerked for new york
    You better walk, got caught then wear your vest
    We might throw somethin that's hollow
    Brand nubian ain't never been the ones, to follow nobody
    We gotta lotta arms but i like to pump the shotty
    Hook: (x3)
    Now what the ******'s this all about?
    [lord jamar]
    It's all about brothers risin up, wisin up
    Sizin up a situation, but gettin fit within the nation
    No deviation, a straight pathways down my wrath
    I sing sounds of math on behalf
    Of the gods and the earths, birthplace in space
    You be ****** with my turf when you be ****** with my race
    Now face, your maker and take your last breath
    The time is half past death
    Now what the ******'s this all about?
    [sadat x]
    If you're less than a man, in my eyes
    Then your head's off, and i'ma set off the wheels
    Mother****** the baby seals or savin the whales
    All the crack sells, it's the armageddon
    ............... so cancel the wettin
    Go in the garage, find that old camouflage
    Blend in like a mirage and explode
    Take nothin lightly, crackers shootin nightly
    Cos i don't need nobody that's gon' shoot me in the back
    Black people show 'n' act and when they front, that's wack
    Hook (x6)