, aber keiner wird mir glauben, also mache ich ?nen Plan. Ich schick sie nach Afghanistan, ab in den Irak. Das fallt da garnich auf, da sterben Massen
: Spawned into a life of suffering Scientific pawn It now begets vestigial extremities A twisted mass of skin It looks a monster, but they swear it's
letzten Reste Blut vor die Fu?e Und Gott spiegelt sich die Wut in der schwarzen Lache im Siff Meine von metastasen durchwachsene organische Masse sucht
in respiratory canals Criminal dismemberment of cadavers Eating of mutilated bodies Orgasm during boiling of skull Mangling of sexual organs Quartered
saga running like lava Gunning and robbers I'm blunted with mobsters Packing choppers so sophisticated still a shortstopper Constantly a dope clocker to presidentials Bitches run up get their vital organs
d?musi scho Da wirt zapft?s erste fassl o Japaner, prei?n und franzosn Zoang stoiz ihre lederhosn de irmi im ihrm dirndlgwand de drogt zweif massen
Liquid, solid, gas, we'll be kickin' ass In any form, or matter, or mass This ain't science class, I know but it's science From the rhyme boss of the
is impossible to do But the world won't stop without you No, the world won't stop without you Your achievements are unsurpassed, you are highly-ordered mass
'm livin' my dream, man, I sing what I'm livin' about And the words that come out of my mouth, they requires a random routine Of being organic granite
the octavus seed, black seed, Sea of Caspainian Persian Gulf all the way to the Mediterranean City of Atlantis, skin is gettin' tight as a mantis Styles organic
[Black Thought] Uhh.. the molecular mass of that rhythmic ass grass is organic hip-hop jazz that you are all about to witness Groovy units check it owwwwt
Once again The mighty Death Row organization commitin' mass murder And we ain't askin' for shit, nigga we takin' it So Dre, blast they ass nigga Rat-
, but not dead. The messengers are maggots, meat on their lips. Roots through throat, mouth and eyes. Growth tears through the organic mass. Fauna is
a screen Forcing people to support a fake democracy Filling their pockets feeding off our people's misery I deny Organized religion opium of the mass
work and we make up the masses slaving for the corporations raking in the profit someone's got to take a stand, someones got to stop it organize discontent
[Music: Webster, Barrett] [Lyrics: Webster] Ravenous waves attack, drawn by the scent of life Fever for our blood Instinct rules this mass, ruthless
side of science breeds a weapon of war Contagious killing and internal distress Homicide or suicide will be the cause of death Internal organs altered