driving me out of my mind.... I'm talking about sweet satisfaction, I'm ready an' willing.... Sweet satisfaction....I'm ready an' willing.... I get this crazy feeling Inside my soul, And
white bread Cause we've been misled for the longest Time to rise up and gather our strongest Brothers and sister, Mrs. and Misters He rose and she rose
(Boo) These are the dos and these are the don'ts These are the dos and these are the don'ts These are the dos and these are the don'ts I'll give it
I ain't a punk and never will I be one This ain't the season, so tell me what's the reason For a white man rollin on the side and he said: (Freeze nigger
' the axe and if the Giant is dead, we wackin' Jack then [Chorus] [Kurupt] Run through the fortress and let off the seasons Beheaded and shredded in
t get far Batters and scars, all respect due to the gods And my queen killa-bees just collectin that cheese Overseas, gettin ready for the year 2G, DVs
and catch crack like dice Give em a double order of man slaughter on the tape recorder Fuck the law and order, tape muffled and distorted All you heard
a latin king Cuz if your left with the Aryans your ass will sting And your cell mate is a 25 to lifer They will stab you then ??? then fuck you on Rikers And
a latin king Cause if your left with the Aryans your ass will sting And your cell mate is a 25 to lifer They will stab you then ??? then fuck you on Rikers And
won't snake through the veins Of the other mother fuckers bumpin that will feel this pain Now it's more than a charm and a chain And the lyrics to the
And then I'll send out invitation to my family and friends They will come all the way from Sweden, they will come all the way from France My brother will bless the wine, and
Yeah, uh Queens baby Log on to this bitch, uh Team Work, shot self baby Uh, yeah Huh, yeah it's like that Get ready world Bout to set this shit on fire
S Decadence Black Or White, Blood Will Always Stay The Same: Red ! Never Safe From Aggressions Don'T Forget Wars And Scars Of The Past Don'T You See Snake
And the blunts and liquor killing our lungs and liver The asthmatic drug addict I function with it I put a rapper in a hole where the dust will sit For
the pork and beans the saltine crackers and the canned sardines, and Harold brought all the booze one man could tote. While I loaded the boat and filled the tank and
s and dilly's, ready to slam it House arrest box is goin off, Tony got grams Gotta bath tub full of white, lay in it like sand Montana Tone about to blow
with sole mate, on some mistakes And who bets on who bubble gates, my mental beyond moets and cristal I'm poppin high burnin pistols and need no switch
