Flames and nitro shaking ground Deafening noise, what a sound My helmets heavy And I see some tits Smoke and fire Yeah burn and rip Quarter mile 5-second
background Heyyy niggaz, where your heart at? See motherfuckers killin babies, killin mommas Killin kids, puttin this in they motherfuckin mark Now what type of mixed up trick would kill
streets Hahah, it ain't nuttin but muuuuzik Shit's changed 1995 the game has changed, motherfuckers is actin REAL strange The rules is all rearranged You got babies lyin dead
a ghost some call me crazy but this is what you gave me amongst tha babies, who raised up from tha slavery I sport a vest and hit tha sess to kill tha
some beautiful people out there, man They can be a terror to your mind and show you how to hold your tongue They got mystery written all over their forehead They kill babies
you hear me? I need some Medicaid. I seen the kingdoms of the world and it's makin' me feel afraid. What I got ain't painful, it's just bound to kill me dead
ll kill your babies nigga So the wicked was the corner place, dweller place Never gon' eat that, eat that Satan the original serpent on his last track Flat broke, dead
other song and y'all don't leave it alone! I save then baby, c'mon! Murderous, somebody noticed when I strike through the killing fields, dead! T-Rock
Fuck y'all With of gang of bodyguards My niggas is stone cold killas, peelas Dippin' off in limos and bitch y'all just maintain Givin' my babies all
never fold Niggas ain't nuthin but a bunch of hoes, thinkin that don't nobody know Hey nigga, I want you dead, bloody murder, never restin I know killas
a dope fiend but what I mean She was mannic depressed, like the Supremes And all my tears wiped with a cleanex I'm on the scene and I drop dead like River
We knew that our day would come Here's a new round of injections Everybody must have some Sometimes it's sad we kill babies To protect our soldiers from
can destroy an army You can kill a man But you can't kill terror And terror is what I am Terror your servant as you sturggle to rule How can you kill
bring me dead babies let their be no lack I got a bunch of them here in my sack I slaughtered your daughters, I mangled your sons If we kill enough
is wise to continue To resist my will The babies that I bake fill a volcano I?m clogging up the kill My wretched baby paste requires Drano I?m out of
white leather interior I could kill off some bears and dogs and shit just to make you a fur coat I could love you and treat you with class And have babies
on the block and we dont care who we be shooting [Verse 1] The world is a ghetto Politicians pull strings like Geppetto Cops kill, but still the court
sounded insincerer Than when calling up a mother, Her bloody child on the battle field of war, While the pretty politicians lay their babies down
