lobby believe that's my hobby shoot like a tech war man will blaze in the neck we bun them hot bars to the neck shoot like a tech war man will blaze
, can you picture my pistol drilling? A million women and children when I'm illing but it isn't real, it's a rap On the real, it's a wrap, how could you
So many different suns And we have just one world But we live in different ones Now the sun's gone to hell And the moon's riding high Let me bid you
that man up Wrong! It's just the beginning, the first inning Battle for America's soul, the devil's winning The President is Bush, the Vice President's a Dick So a
so I let it go Now if they call you out your name and that's a different thing Anything but Queen I'll go to war like a King Your friends sweat you, '
s on I'm packin weight like Nina Simone piano flow It's like a Michelangelo painted a portrait of Maya Angelou And gave it to a sick poet for the antidote
due to Staten Isle I spark the mic an' Shaolin spark the methtical Every evenin' I have a by myself meetin' Thinkin' who's gonna be the next to catch a
breakdown, it's all the same Havin a nervous breakdown, draw you insane It's just pleasure and pain, pleasure and pain Another man's loss, another man's
You got a song you wanna sing for me Sing a song, singing man Sing a song, singing man Sing another song, singing man Sing another song, singing man Sing a
That's why we got this war hobbes Yo I only got one thing to say chief Let's bring 'em home safely "the state department's ? ? wants to mediate
' sets And when it's dark again, we'll let the nine's spark again Y'all know the dogs, niggaz stay movin out the fog And when it's war we ain't tryin
my enemy?s love their kids Body?s is wrapped in plastic look at this, it?s drastic takes a nigga with the right automatic to cause static like a mosberg
your weakness revenge flow deep without release Criminal orders across the waters bringin the war to the streets Why fear me, fear the shit I speak Once this shit drop it's
diggy bomb you see Now it's Nore now in the fuckin' driver's seat Yo I shot rapid, burn weed inside a back quick Iraq embassy need a straitjacket Yo let's
's a better way, what? Prospect'll have to collect dough Dialin' 905 to L A X with somethin' I was tryin' to drive A life that's trife for what I wore
runnin' in, with a gun again With a ton of sin, in a holy war, how we gonna win? I think it's time for KRS-One again No need for tears, no need to cry
ignore it this time, motherfucker have a taste [Verse four: Capitol E / Esham] Ya need a spoonful, another wants a little taste So let me feed you the city like in a
at your place Try to ignore it this time, motherfucker have a taste Ya need a spoonful, another wants a little taste So let me feed you the city like in a