lock me up and throw away the key Beneath we're all the same Don't be so fucking lame Our minds are duly raped just to change the shape of things to come
Otis Pain in my heart and your chance is hopeless For you to win, a change is gonna come You hear the 'suuuu?' Wu-Tang is gonna come And my vocals,
Heading to the Western Hemisphere, non-stoppin' Strikin' the belly of the seed to make it vomit Things of beings is unseen by men in shapes and form,
