of jail Twenty-five year bids, without the bail I know some niggaz in the tank, stuck, lost and thowed Still boss turnin ya status from false to hope
d rather, get busy to the third degree 'Cause the war populations are If this was the street, my razor would be a mack demon Hit you up, leave your whole face
die tryin' shit about bitch and what massacre? please say you meant masscara cause this shit i heard is pretty as this white bitch Farra tryna false it
and pretty face In such an ugly way Something so beautiful Oh, that every time I look inside I know she knows That I'm not fond of asking True or false
down the drain Feeling drained from the maimed Mutilated, diseased, disastered, deficient and dead Raging waves with no name Raining pain, distorted face
roof tops, ghettos and hot spots People celebratin' no more souls rot No more bloodshed over false deficit Even hip-hop gets a fuckin' face-lift The
dying But you keep on trying to save your boy You keep on lyin' but your false illusions Will be destroyed You heard it calling but you turned your face
but you keep on trying to save your boy. You keep on lying, but your false illusions will be destroyed. You heard it calling but you turned your face
Wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned Wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned Wake you up and as I stare in your,
't be led away) (Led, led away) Who makes his own choices, won't listen to voices (Don't be led away) Accept no false teachers, false preachers, good
worship Form and conscience my manifestation and guide Nature and peace are my shelter and companion Order is my attitude Beauty and perfection Are my attack False faces
Quick ta pull ya fuckin' card And down south we set if off Blow ya fuckin' face off And down south we set if off Blow ya fuckin' face off (real nigga
When night falls, that's when it all begins Be prepared, we can allow no loose ends I highly recommend ya'll bring your arms This is no false alarm, they
more than yaself Let 'em roam, a dog always finds his way home Shit, ya'll don't wanna take my place, cashin' cases Spit in faces, I never seem falsely
as we got it, you can get it People want the bass, so some try to steal it From behind our back and not in our face 'Cause 2 Live is the Crew, the boyz
' it Do you have a speaking impediment, bitch Or are you just at a loss for words? Oh no, actually, I'm monogonous All that talk was false you heard
against the odds that's breaking out and must be one They're getting ready with the weapons they have found Take inspiration from the sound See it in the faces
We've got the American Jesus Overwhelming millions every day He's the farmers barren fields (In God) The force the army wields (We trust) The expression on the faces