Tekster:
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get paid for a show (Wha Blow) If your record label rips you off (Wha Blow) You get 'em on the phone and you ask (Wha Blow) Task Force spit slang thats

[Farma Giles] Operatic strangler, old English torpedo Phantom of the street, ghost in the cathedral Don't say you saw, no one will believe you I creep

streets, hustlers, crack, cocaine Getting back by throwing block parties and basketball games A lot of cash made on Hollis Ave Fast to change, high rollers was living, until the task force

cell So why commit the crime? Don't ask me Went to school everyday, and I still can't read I count money like a champ, now ask me Why everyday does the task force

Say man, I don't give a fuck about the FEDs D E A, G T F, Task Force, Jump-out boys Or your local neighborhood robbers Baby, I got to keep on pushin'

brother man Hopes are lost to the malevolent game plan Annihilation of original citizens Of this great planet Earth listen P-Dog spits the dope words born Batterram's rollin' task force

) Stick and move [Lac] I came in this motherfucker Hundred grand strong And every other month Another hundred adds on Don't tell me how to spend it Cause a motherfucker grown Now every other

values mollified, severed by clean Precise cuts, each to the last Your senses vilified, taste and tolerance Are now taken to task In the name of gore

my nerves and try to write And shed my prejudiced pride They're seemingly simple tasks to have And yet they fill me with dread Four legs good and two legs bad Chase each other