: We can find a place to go We can find that rodeo This car will make it through the night We'll ditch it past the California line I've got enough
you be [Fiend] WHUT? It's Fiend y'all Put me in the ring with real MC's, and watch em run for cover and hidin in trees, to escape the mic that I breathe
believe their eyes. The animals on the cartoons Have left the screens and escaped They wandered the streets and they had Adopted their natural states. Wasn't it grand
fuck you be (What? It's Fiend y'all) Put me in the ring with real MC's and watch 'em run for cover And hidin' in trees, to escape the mic that I breathe
FUCK you be {Fiend} WHUT? It's Fiend y'all Put me in the ring with real MC's, and watch em run for cover and hidin in trees, to escape the mic that I
no escape He will claim his right He?s all around us now Awaiting his chance to strike There is no escape He will claim his right In the end No one
you be {Fiend} WHUT? It's Fiend y'all Put me in the ring with real MC's, and watch em run for cover and hidin in trees, to escape the mic that I breathe
boys, G-O-D-Z, up in Tonka toys Thirty mil' team, hand gleem, filled chips a'hoy Self employed, get it from Evon and Peter Roy Lumbers and heaters, jumpin
