We like those gangsta rhymes... Just make sure they don't corrupt our minds... These rappers kill and thief... A lot of times it's only make believe... Once upon a time, not long ago A rapper got shot, and no one knows Who pulled the trigga on the kid and layed him in his grave And after the prayers and the street parade Shit got forgot, and now he's dead And all the fans loved everything he said So understand this, you don't wanna miss Sex, drugs, and violence We like those gangsta rhymes... Just make sure they don't corrupt our minds... These rappers kill and thief... A lot of times it's only make believe... Ayo once upon a time in Jamaica, Queens An icon gets shot and no one knew what it means It was just another muder scene But let's get on with the bling bling Ching ching and half naked chicks that can't sing Murder weapon, never found. Police, never around The respect, the intellect, and the suspect all out of town It's all out of bounds. KRS, Chuck D makin our rounds, man While they takin us down, man We're takin you down. I got another new sound It's really an old sound, but you know how me and Chuck get down We got peace, love, unity, and having the fun But you all want sex, drugs, violence 101 Here it is... Bam Stop being a little boy with a little toy, stand up and be a man Now you see the plan, from west to east Instead of sex, drugs, and violence we got love, purpose, and peace We be hurtin the least. We be workin, no seats Bringing it to America like Geronimo and Cochise Get that, but make sure when you spit rap If you ain't really ready to die, yo, don't spit that! We like those gangsta rhymes... Just make sure they don't corrupt our minds... These rappers kill and thief... A lot of times it's only make believe... Once upon a time I was on Long Island A man got shot and he wasn't smilin He was bleedin from his guts, yo A policeman was sittin and he drove up on the spot, yo Now when police light came on When the man died, who was the blame on? Wasn't me. Not you I didn't kill nobody cuz my records don't do that I make the records for the kids Gangsta rap flippin people's kid's lids We like those gangsta rhymes... Just make sure they don't corrupt our minds... These rappers kill and thief... A lot of times it's only make believe...

Ooh, ah Yeah Ooh, aah Ooh We in the hills tonight You're in your feels tonight Shawty's up all swimming in my head Want a feeling something real tonight If looks could kill tonight You would be something like a cancer Ted Bundy or Wayne Gacy Nose wide open, eyes dilated Oh I couldn't live life without you, nothing's right without you Baby, if you choose to die tonight, I'd be right behind you Hell nah Baby, for heaven's sake When the angels call I need you wide awake Methamphetamine Melting off your face When the angels call I need you widе awake Oh I, oh I, oh I, oh I, oh I, oh I, oh I I need you wide a Need you wide awakе Oh I, oh I, oh I, oh I, oh I, oh I, oh I Oh, I need you wide awake I said the hills have eyes But, baby, I do too What's wrong with us? Is that I love you? I said the hills have eyes Shawty, I do too What's wrong with us? Is that I love you? Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much For my own good Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much Baby, you're no good Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much For my own good Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much Baby, you're no good I bet that you hate me now I changed my life and then I changed the sound Ruin your day and then I take a bow Come give me kisses, come make mommy proud Huh, huh, huh, huh My makeup, a mess It's blood, it's sweat I wipe it on my shirt Then pop it like a med Don't care 'bout what I'm asking you Just fucking tell me yes Tell me I'm the one Tell me I'm the best I do what I want, want so I can get my way I'm running around and breaking shit if I can't get my way I'm really never taking shit if I don't get my way If I can't get my way Then you can't get your way I'm crying in a puddle You give me something and I'm thanking you for nothing Just tell me, fuck you, there's no need to make it subtle Huh, huh please don't pop my pretty bubble Not the bubble My makeup, a mess It's blood, it's sweat I wipe it on my shirt Then pop it like a med Don't care 'bout what I'm asking you Just fucking tell me, yes Tell me I'm the one Tell me I'm the best I do what I want, want so I can get my way I'm running around and breaking shit if I can't get my way I'm really never taking shit if I don't get my way If I can't get my way Then you can't get your way If I can't get my way If I can't get my way If I can't get my way Then you can't get your way My way (my way) My way (my way) My way (my way) My way (my way) My way (my way) My way (my way) My way (my way) My way

Civilization crumblin' fast End the world with a blast People afraid walkin' the streets Scums have their day 'til they run into me Are you ready? Livin' in fear ain't livin' to me I'm armed with a gun defending the free They blew it in 'Nam, shot up my friends I'm back in the street, the fight never ends I was born with a gun in my hand I'll die for my country but I'll die like a man Violence and bloodshed Violence and bloodshed Violence and bloodshed Now that we're back to animal law The payback's a bitch, I'm paying all All my life I been waitin' to see Who's gonna win, crumbs or me Are you ready? My brother's still in Da-Nang Puttin' an ad in the back of Kerrang I'm lookin' for people who just wanna kill We'll go back to 'Nam 'cause no one else win Land of the free Home of the brave Now that's how it is And that's how it stays Violence and bloodshed Violence and bloodshed Violence and bloodshed

Not a hostage, not a scapegoat Not a thing wrong, except you're cutthroat So get your hands up before the boat sinks 'Cause this ain't one for all, yeah, this is groupthink We got a ways to go, we need a stepping stone I guess we're on our own, ain't that a bitch, though? We got a ways to go, we need a stepping stone I guess we're on our own, ain't that a bitch, though? Tell me the truth or tell me a lie Tell me what I've gotta say to get out of this room alive Show me the answers or give me a cluе There's not enough spacе in the miles between me and you Oh, no, here we go Here come the saints of violence and innuendo So, tell me the truth, are you really surprised? You live in a world where empathy goes to die Kill the rich kids, shoot the sad boy Stab the pretty girl, go buy some new toys Not a hostage, not a scapegoat Not a thing wrong, except you're cutthroat We got a ways to go, we need a stepping stone I guess we're on our own, ain't that a bitch, though? We got a ways to go, we need a stepping stone I guess we're on our own, ain't that a bitch, though? Tell me the truth or tell me a lie Tell me what I've gotta say to get out of this room alive Show me the answers or give me a clue There's not enough space in the miles between me and you Oh, no, here we go Here come the saints of violence and innuendo So, tell me the truth, are you really surprised? You live in a world where empathy goes to die Not a hostage, not a hostage Not a hostage, not a scapegoat Not a scapegoat, not a scapegoat Tell the truth, tell the truth Tell me the truth or tell me a lie Tell me what I've gotta say to get out of this room alive Show me the answers or give me a clue There's not enough space in the miles between me and you Oh, no, here we go Here come the saints of violence and innuendo So, tell me the truth, are you really surprised? You live in a world where empathy goes to die Tell the truth, tell the truth Tell the truth, tell the truth