It's my life and I'll do what I want) Don't push me (It's my mind and I'll think like I want) It's my life (It's my life and I'll do what I want) And
[Animal] It's another interlude motherfucker You know it's Animal the Mixtape Bully nigga, MTB You know how I do it the way I do it when I do it the
oral Latter-Day poet, the king if I say so It's on the throne a home druid, act like you don't know it Expectin me and the soul of my rep will be To rap
uh), I was the one to never hit a spliff Now it's like everytime it's lit, I need to get a bit I go on fishing trips (yeah), but hate fish and chips (
me all I got, and that's my culture to save From ourselves, though the seed was planted by Ebenezer If I die rest my body in the tombs of Giza, it's
the adrenaline that overrides my fear. Aware of my developed power, my calculating mind. But blurred are my perceptions as I complete the final kill. Animal inside me wins, my origin
candor, I would tell you it's, it's outrageous filth. So, I'll be looking from this Senator's standpoint, not just to bring pressures but to try to see
If you can feel it feel it Then get with it with it We stay witty with it So you can get it get it We stay above average stay killin these tracks yo
Rip your heart out of your chest and feed it to the cannibal's Your just a fucking animal but I'm the Neo Sapien Cause my original civilization was based
right? C'mon! But it's the zeros in my bank account Dat got me saying: "Floss right" [Vinnie Paz:] My brain [? ] the sky is My heart doesn't know what
what it is to be black [Verse Two:] Now everybody's wearin the red black and green Here's the point: do you know what it means? Red for the bloodshed
everything is at war Makin my poetic expression hardcore I ain't afraid to say it, and many can't get with it At times in my life, I was a welfare recipient
m strollin' with my neck on a goal My battles' like a blackout, you can't back out Only difference, no time to feel a track out It's a... (Chorus: LL
being born, neva endin' All on and on and on, travel wit me Not tryin' to convince the Pack that it's a fact But for those that can Adapt, I live it, shit it
is a minor league What you speak, you swear it's unique It's just a peek, physique, of an old antique Don't expect a project, then it's bound to freeze
his mother Barbara His two year old daughter T'wanna And the baby's mamma Sandra [He's a murderer! That animal killed my baby's father!] [Rah Digga]