It doesn't come off as a surprise, that you're all drunk off the hopes and the lies, the world is then spread like drought and disease, as you all fall
t leave, situation look pale behind bars of steel Eatin steal meals, waitin to appeal Awakened by squeals, soft niggaz get a raw deal Outside feels worlds
to go, nowhere to hide An if, it was meant to be, I'd be nation wide (nation wide) Give me the world an all that's left up in it Bump-in nation, ridin
was left to die by the doctors, in the Children's Hospital But I never lose hope, success is psychological The world is volatile and the street is my education Shaping the nation
turn to blood, and joy turns into pain. with a crooked pride in Germanic roots, swastikas, shaved head, steel toe capped boots. They're warped ideal is a Nazi nation
since the persecuted were Jewish The world watched and did nothing See hate was fanned into obsession Obsessed by the extermination of a nation founded by religion So a nation
to the beach, to the bum From the fist, to the back, to attack with the hand granades You cant fade me, I'm down for mine And the hate in the world, is
you (Gothom) They hate your ways, and the things you do Youse a hoe ass nigga, that perpatrated You must be a playa to be playa hated Youse a hoe ass
t plan on fallin' For the world Left the furl in the dope man, on the set Cause I got plans bigger then the desire projects I run with steel object toes
guns clap the sun Lemme visual, lifestyle hate habitual Proceed with caution, niggaz ritual [Pep Love:] Return of the black William Wallace 2002 Shaka Zulu with two black steel
rolls, the pearl white O's mobile, shit im a ride high til i die, get killed smoke like fields, forever dodgin blue shields, we're blue steel i got full
it rolls, the pearl white O's mobile Shit, I'ma ride high till I die, get killed, smoke like fields Forever dodgin' blue shields, we're blue steel I got
was left to die by the doctors in the Children's Hospital But I never lose hope, success is psychological The world is volatile and the street is my education Shaping the nation
to the beach, to the bum From the fist, to the back, to attack with the hand granades You cant fade me, i'm down for mine And the hate in the world, is
new possessions. Most of the wealth of the so called developed nations Has been gained at the expense of the Third World From whom natural resources,
anyone anymore I drink my beer in a state of fear Is tyher no salvation Wire on the gate, Barbs of hate To separate one nation Around your heart A ring of steel
