Tekster:
Raised Fist Killing It

ones that I despise So listen now We're living in this world and we're killing it It's so absurd, and for dollar bills We keep on drilling it, until

ones that I despise So listen now We're living in this world and we're killing it It's so absurd, and for dollar bills We keep on drilling it, until

Brainstorm microphone napalm This is it, words from a time bomb Attack speed, fast as an F-fifteen Raise the heat, light the gasoline Overload, it might

, now everybody Big Willie Done did it, come widdit, get yo' head splitted Or get your neck slitted, admit it, you overdid it Your shit it, just ain't

Waking up to a little baby crying Mom's yelling 'cause pop's got his fists flying It's nine in the morning and he's drunk One day, I feel that I'm gonna

So my natural instincts to kill in the street I'm going to war and I sent you caution Jumpsteady stepping over the governments' brainwashing (Take it, take it farther, take it

make me wanna kill ya, ya think it's a game His uniform and his badge make him think he the man I can't take it, have to face it, the people got us [

, we big shots, we big shots And we done fucked all ya bitches, ya bitches I only fucks wit' my niggas, my niggas So we them true-to-life killas, killas

I've got this feeling deep inside But what it is, I don't know My vision starts to change My mind gets filled with rage I raise my fist up to the sky