You may fool them but I know what's in your heart. Act for the masses you're just playing the part. You disgrace. Waste of space, take a step back.
If you're sweatin' us, we attack. All up in your grill. You fuck with these lion hearts and some blood is gonna spill. Our minds our solid, and our gaze
Truth be told, wolves like you don't even bite. Truth be told. No teeth, no heart, no soul, no fight. Truth be told, just bow out now and walk away.
is cut. You're not a track star, i'll run you down. The air smells funny whenever you're around. The shit you say doesn't resemble words. You're just
plan. Out with the old. In with the new. We're here to wreck fools. You may not approve, but what the fuck you gonna do. Like It Or Not crew, we're
it's alright, it's alright) I know you know, I see you smilin' at me (Well it's alright, it's alright) Boom! Here comes the Boom! Ready or not? Here
a hub to a state facilities What could I do but sneak, burn a tree, or tobacco leaf Or wait until my time served and get released Cool, back on the streets
his left hand on some Donnie Brascoe shit Forget about it, made men, should hang with made men Not the wife and children, that's when rats come in It
on my shit like a fiend coke But if you say the wrong thing i'll put a slit in your throat So, it's not the answer, no, i'm not a dancer, no I'm not a
So, it's not the answer, no, i'm not a dancer, no I'm not a hero, a zero , but I call myself a juggalo And this is not a demo ICP, Above The Law, we let
imbalanceship, paranoia My scientist fiction, I kick space raps that's down to Earth and The kids that get dubs are the only ones that wanna listen My words are my world, believe it or not
it on Alright scrams, see you later Scrams Can't mess with these street sharks or these alligators I can't take it no more, yo it's damn near four I'
stage or the mic, best that ever did it I'm wicked Write a verse and flip it, melt it down to liquid And drown shorty, fill his lungs until I rip it Chest
rap game, believe it or not Now you got two choices You can be a rapper or you can be a C E O Either you can be with the devil or you can be with God
a street corner to a demo deal from Warner Hardcore performer, crowd warmer Thought it was on but it wasn't I never got no budget, stuck like a glue trap, it
get the duck sick I don't believe it, how the hell'd you get on wax? Makin' demos on your tape deck tracks You did a show and I heard it was wack You
coast It's like that It's like this uh, it's like that It's like this uh, it's like that Well it's like this uh, it's like that Like that, word up, Alkaholiks