on they guns inside they coats But I'm thinkin' to myself I ain't fearin' ya I remember back when ate in the cafeteria Huh, but those days are rested I
what I'm saying? I was born botanical, the soul of an animal Deep beneath the layers, I sink my roots No need for mechanical, I come strictly organical When I
This is an SCG3 special report with Sam Romero Sam: "Good evening. I'm Sam Romero. We continue our Special report now on the so called monster invasion
the straw They asked me how long I ever kept a job roughly Well, I worked six months in the county as a trusty I went to prison and I came back an animal
This is my gold tank, everywhere I go don't belong I'm known by most, hated by many, endured by the rest Police in dead skin, I'm so East, well then why did I
in your bidness (I'm still in love, I'm still in love) Try to break it up, try to get involved in it (I think that I'm still in love) But they really
I lie, when I can dramatize? Niggaz fell victim to my lyrics, now traumatized Simply by spittin' I've been blessed given riches Enemies suspicious 'cause I'm
like a kangaroo in love with a gnu, And that's what makes the zoo folks laugh. All of this is so, and here is how I know: I'm your friendly neighborhood
the big checks and large faces mantions And my duns would do the same for me I'm going out I'm going out I'm going out
quot;i'm an instigator" -> swifty mcvay] [chorus: swifty mcvay] "i'm an instigator" - nigga can't you see? "i'm an instigator
want me, let him take me Respect mine, I'm livin'life by the tech 9 I'm livin' now while I'm still hea Fuck it when I'm gone Long as tha homies pour
me a pusher, dead presidents I'm making A brother who's young, got the neighborhood sprung Police riding my tip, if they catch me I'm hung But no, I
bullet through his narrow neck Watch the wall behind him get wet I'm an animal I'll murder you and stare at your pets Get the tape I know where the
I'm, Lennox Lewis with the left, right, left I'm knocking out a mix tape's wind I say whatever I want to say like Kanye I'm calling, telling have a nice
sirens and I perpetuate gang violence I'm the Devil that got Malcolm X sleeping in silence Factual I poison anything that's natural I kill love and I'm
all over the map That's why I write the shit, I write in my raps It's documented, I'm in it Everyday of the week I live in it, breathing it It's more
Smokin? glass wit coleslaw hangin? out ya ass Take a blast, I?m travelin? fast, pass a nymphomaniac Diggin? up corpse, I?m a necrophiliac Gettin' my chick back in an
called the police T two, side I), spindles over to joe and says... Sy borg: Pick me...i'm clean... I am also programmed For conversational English.