Songtexte:
No Cash Run Your Pockets

with teeth of gold but we're just products on the food chain if you're not eaten you'll be sold!!! run yer fuckin pockets and pay me (im the motherfuckin

I believe its a unanimous decision america is the worst face of terrorism supplying enemies with bombs, funding and arms its quite scary that's why

will blow my ashes spread tip my glass down to the dead save yourself, KILL ALL POLICE K-9 cops get strychnine treats short circuit robocops NO CASH

abate the ones who hesitate to stand their ground rally when the sky is falling, catch the clouds together ants can overcome and kill the ox the only

with teeth of gold but we're just products on the food chain if you're not eaten you'll be sold!!! run yer fuckin pockets and pay me (im the motherfuckin

give us yer money, and we will give you hope and explanation for what you can't understand cause yer too weak to cope eat this bread and drink this wine

yeah, homelife is a drag, deadly like a plague if sadness lurks within yer walls, like in mine where i am confined to my room to hide from all of the

fat I tote that K 'for my pockets to be nice and fat Picture a nigger from uptown wit' a million Actin' bad, buyin' motherfuckin' buildins Get out the way or give your cash

till death And I suppose you got the dopest moves like Chucky on fresh You know the verdict, who what when why he died murdered Get your physical diverted and your