: Destroy, killer of man, war, plague, alpha omega hell, deliver the pain, dispose a world of fools cold, emotional void, soulless is your god live,
: Hung on damnation's rope, deception raping your mind diseased by ancient lies, man's manufactured demise death is your only faith, war is the one religion
where the fly girls chill Through action at some freaks until one bitch got ill She started actin' stupid simply would not quit Called us all punk pussies said we all
, double O, P D O, double G I can't fake it, just break it and when I take it See I specialize in making all the girls get naked So bring your friends, all of y'all
past But Rip'll be sittin' mindless never spineless, in silence Hoping I die fast, but chill, never do, sleepa Gotta get put that on all me reefer Somehow must
you, I will take counsel with you, I will eat with you, and may God be with all of us souljas. I said may God be with all of us souljas. For without
Oh Oh That's what you wanna do The mind's all a flutter, no pigs on the gig No swine for the supper, no wine in the cupboard Everything of mine must
woman, Actually I'm not going to do the sequel to Jaws at all, I'm making the sequel to 'Emanuelle', I call it 'Temple Emanuelle'. Actually it's not dirty at all
of all it ain't my fault that the chick broke your heart If you was hurt, you should have told me from the start Instead of sending me the flowers all
This one goes out to all you punk motherfuckers out there Yeah, eat a bowl of dick'up fools! Do ya wanna get crazy? Comin' atcha in '93! Through the
Weed Man, Weed Man (Inhale, exhale), gettin' me HIGH!! (B-Real) You can always call me all day, all light Service with a smile, make you feel all
UFO What's that? An unidentified Ferrari looking object Flying by me on the highway You know how fast you were going? Nah not at all man You must have
All I see is murder, murder, my mind state Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate All I see is murder, murder, my mind state Murder
precedent is set, don't matter if he follow the law I know I'll give my son pride and make him swallow it all (damn!) Fuck the pigs! I think the pigs
's my nigga!" Anybody got somethin bad to say, son'll come through and deliver Brushin off his 88 clocks, y'all can't touch him I bet a wad on it, y'all