messing up your mind How long do you think you?ll last? Ready? I got a job to do Gonna stick my gun into your mouth And give my load to you Loaded! [
mucks in the totem Lucy was in the sky with diamonds Five dollars to hold them The summer beneath these Pac-Man's with acid behind his molars Little white tab hollering, little white flag
the right hand, with the left hand supporting the bus Objective is to get one then duck Keep firing, nigga, til the white flag is up But you know how
can not save ourselves. To breathe is not enough. Yes sir, I Will. When you woke this morning you looked so rocky-eyed, Blue and white normally, but
pyscho with the windows rolled down Who you lookin at, you tryin to fade me clown? Plato, si mon, you want static When you reach for your gat to load
we got a dollar model president Carving his face up for the cover of the next new nickel Combing every cotton coil of his inner white wig Curling perfect
if you choose a career in MUSIC . . . The WHITE ZONE is for loading and unloading only. . . if you have to load or unload, go to the WHITE ZONE... you
look alike You know they always will Just an angel of death with a black leather bag A figure in white with a bloody black flag KZ Nekromancer I remember
flags, on any foul shit I see Enemies infiltrate, try to shoot states But I'm heavyweight, number one out the gate Straight make A-1, keep a loaded gun
my Pistol's longer than the Jokers I ignite Mag's leave your toe wearin' a white tag so, ya'll niggas better raise the white flag. [Chorus x2] [Verse
can?t get enough No I can?t get enough of it No I can?t get enough No I can?t get enough of you girl With the landmine now in bloom A white flag waving
psycho with the windows rolled down Who you lookin' at? You tryin' to fade me clown Plato, si mon, you want static When you reach for your gat to load
tell Contaminate me with your smell Perfume powder treachery Loaded guns and sodomy Soak me down with your desire In the shower under fire Wave the white flag
like this, fuck a bitch And that's the G code We used to sell raw kill and give toe tag Now ever since 9-1-1 rappers waving white flags But me I keeps
(It's a load of old John Bull) Cruel Britannia ruled the waves, Empire Oiled by toiling slaves. White flag stained St.George Cross red, and blues sung
There?s a Vietnam Vet with a cardboard sign Sitting there by the left turn line The flag on his wheelchair flapping in the breeze One leg missing and
