for black and Wrong ingredients maybe too much herbs and spices Maybe you got hungry for the wrong dish Southern greens and this entice them how them joke
thrill I can't help smiling at the pathetic moans, when I go in for the kill Tribal wars are raging, it's a battlefield on the street There's games to play and
of thrill, And I can't help smiling at the pathetic moans, When I go in for the kill. Tribal wars are raging, there's a battlefield on the street, There's games
thrill I like to listen to the agonised moans As I go in for the kill Tribal wars are raging There's a battlefield in the street There's games to play and
and we ready to fight, We ready to take on all you whores, fags and dykes, We'll take a mothafuckin' knife and stab you through the thigh, While we makin you scream "WHY?!" and
millionaires will live and survive We will stay alive [Nature] A quick reality check, salaries and sex Rodents spreadin disease, and man'll carry it
cane it was fun at first, now i pass i was trippin with the game, but the game dun got to bad them boys lockin us up left and right im down with the cause
appear in your house Clearing it out, holiday style Everybody acting violent and wild Snatch the wife silence the child That's how we move, kill me my man kill
laughing at ground zero One more drink, push a button, and let the fuckers go It's a drama, it's a game, and lastly, it's a joke What's left for the
almost 2 years of incareration Now I'm out drinkin brew Havin fun with my folks Lovin' everybody gettin twisted and crackin jokes Huggin anybody cryin I missed every nigga in my click and
think me and El was comin like this Def Jux Motherfucker and we run this shit Got you all up on your keyboard stunnin and shit Oh you got a couple jokes
accent, jack all de lime off de track. Make a used door sound like "Oh dear, Maxwell" [ZUZ ROCK] Still - Huffing and puffing and bluffing And not on
t care, but every hope, and every prayer rests on you now. Phantom: Seal my fate tonight. I hate to have to cut the fun short. But the jokes wearing
a seminar Cause we'll bust your ass word to God, you can send Allah My DJ's no joke, and I'm hype, folks So fuck around and get your turns and your mics
in this together Me and mine swing it back to back forever And I'm salutin my niggaz Straight up, cause they're true to the game And mad fast on
damn Hot damn, hot damn hoe, here we go again Suckers steal a beat, when you know they can?t win You stole the beat, are you havin' fun? Now, me and the
you over and over And over and over again? Get out of my house! And can I come with you? ''cause where there's a will there's a way We can kill all
't care But every hope, and every prayer rests on you now Phantom: Seal my fate tonight I hate to have to cut the fun short But the joke's wearing thin