1.Roll Call
I present to you our leader, gambino with the nina ross . . .
Bizzy：
Rap is back to its original force. roll call. roll call. [seven
sign.]
Commander-in-chief and the mob boss.
I've been waitin' to rock shit. you muthafuckas can't shut me
up! you muthafuckas can't stop me!
I present to you, our leader.
Seven in heaven, i love my bretheren dead or alive. ready？ come
catch us. hey, hey, hey.
Bizzy：
It's a war goin' on here in this universe. and i spoke my mind,
and it liberated me. rap is truly back to it's original force.
Bizzy：
The weeping widow and the abominations that is tatted on your
forehead： you will fall in the new born babylon. y'all don't
feel me？ get on the muthafuckin' level!
2.Thugz Cry
Bizzy：
. . . when the thugs cry
This is what it sounds like [this is what it sounds like, this
the thugs cry, when the thugs cry].
Bizzy：
Nigga, we represent the planet. get schizophrenic and panic.
maybe their parents would understand if they get off they ass.
and man, how do you manage？ paranoid, don't even trust my boys.
watch
Hem plots and the ploys, and boys scopin' like a dope fiend,
when i'm smoked in these alleys with these ghetto guns and
erased muthafuckin' watts niggas in cali take bullets to the
brains, still
Y. jesus really never died--you crucified him to a suicide. who
am i？ loco with vocals, goin' coast to coast. heaven'll move me,
right, for sure. deception within my brethren, but sunny days
whe
Arlay. get killed when i get to steppin'. remember the weapon
(come) and the doctor said i need time to myself where ocean
flows, rip in this, thug for the bone, up puttin' this
independent star
Seven relentless evil intentions, nobody knows 'em, even a
henchmen. where will you go？ we never did mention about my lady
rebel. and we can get this choke on. and we can get this choke
on. and
N get this choke on. and we c
An
Get this smoke on, when the thugs cry.
This is what it sounds like (this is what it sounds like,)
. . when the thugs cry
Bizzy：
We keepin' the lights on at ruthless and i ain't fuckin' the
boss, lookin' at me sexy. take your clothes off, and my dick'll
go soft. never mix business with your sickness. enemy see me
trippin'
He picnic with your little divide and conquer, but my sister was
ready to bomb her. get off the diznick and up off my boys. me
and my boys, give us a choice. how could you ever tell sony that
i
He only one was makin' noise？ ain't it a breech of trust？ look
in the gutter. ha! never judge your book by the cover. word to
the muthafucka! huh, i didn't studder. but what if i lost and i
came
He office, and nobody noticed went in with explosives on top of
versace clothes. give up the ghost. krayzie's picasso. little
layzie's like caesar. stack's like joe pesci in casino, and wish
don
Ve a fuck, ho. i'm gambino. and the walking dead woke up on the
wrong side of the bed. bible of survival, triple six rivals
killas,
As that'll bust a nigga. we d
On't feel
Strapped in the bed, kickin' up the camp on the realest, the
realest, the
Realest.
This is what it sounds like
(this is what it sounds like).
. . . when the thugs cry
Bizzy：
Here to make your body shake, when it's too late, soon as you
flipped off the safety. baby, this be all day, don't tell me you
crazy. would they tell me？ hell, naw. but the reason there's
weepin
Off with a demon, so cheap. and at least she peekin', so peep
deep down in your pockets. don't sleep, runnin' with my
crucifix, lucifer usually uses it to rule all these wicked
tricks in the sc
Of these ghetto games. and the fool, this bitch is missin'.
shame, shame, shame. enemies attackin' me. actually i'm in the
grave, ask mr. majesty. these casualties--well, they passin' me
by, but
Ar death callin', when it's so cold in a room, who's stallin'？
better come after me, and we say, 'fuck ya'll.' haul into battle
3.Marchin' On Washington
Bizzy (wit gunfire and explosions in tha background)：
It's time to give up the ghost. [yo, what the fuck is this
nowadays!]niggas probably think we crazy up in this muthafucka.
ha ha ha
Ot my mob up in this muthafucka [my cousins fightin' my
cousins.], oh and they are ready for war! let me hear my regime,
make some muthafuckin' noise! [my brother fightin' my muthafucka
sista.]
A war going on in the universe against good and evil. [and my
Niggas don't give a fuck out here, boy. it's a war goin' on out
here, you ain't knowin'. can i smoke, smoke？ can i smoke？ i tell
you, it's a war goin' on out here. it's good and evil, man.
that'
T my camouflage, muthafucka. you boys is off the hook.
Bizzy 1：
It's a war goin on and my dogs is raw, nigga look in your
rearview and tell me what you saw. i seen this bulletproof nigga
with his hand on his gun. i said nigga, you push the gas and
somebody r
E all scatter from the chit-chat, bang . . .
Bizzy 2：
You think i'm high nigga, you got me fucked up. i'm lookin'
through your eyes, nigga, and i'm so tough as fuck, coughin'
daily. nigga, look the same popped comet comin' at you？ who's
gonna stop
Say we droppin' these hits--straight platinum, can you hack it？
hell yeah, i've been rappin' since you was goin' on, now what's
happenin'？ run dmc, can you walk this way？ hell naw, nigga, but
i
Sure pull my pistol and pop you, stupid muthafucka.
4.Yes Yes Y'all
slob on my knob like corn on the cob
Check in with me and do your job
Lay on the bed and give me head
Don't have to ask don't have to beg.
Juicy is my name sex is my game
Lets call the boyz lets run a train.
Squeeze on my nuts lick on my butt
The naturally curly hair pleaz don't touch.
First find a mate second find a place
Third find a bag to hide the whole face.
Real name clover i said bend over
Started to knob then came the odor
Smelt like mush shouldn of had a whoosh
Told her to stop and take a dush
When she did that i didn't want the cat
So i backed out and never came back.
(suck a nigga dick or somthin (4x))
My nigga d magic said he had to have it
I said just 4 get it it's to crabby.
Know a little freak in hollywood
Sux on dick does it real good.
She'll give u money fill up your tummy
House full of kids parents are spunny.
Once had her down backyard ground
Hit from the back enjoyed the sound.
Lay under cover always use the rubber
Till i got caught fuckin with her mother.
She blamed on me we fought on the streets
She pulled out a knife so i had to fleet.
Called up the boyz went to her house
Trashed the whole place through the bitch out.
Police busted in were the niggas at
We left just in time and never came back.
Rolled through the hood wavin at the freaks
Who were sniffin on the rocks and smokin all the
Geeks
Made another stop police station
Saw a few cops drove by sprayed them,
License tag number a nigga said he saw it
Focus all the time never get caught.
Slob on my cat cause u know it's fat
Check in with me and do that
Wait a second freak
I know you from the streets
My nigga hurry t
Has seen you through his mean
They call you little red
The one who slobs on head
And drinks a niggas nut
Until you well and fed
To see what she's about
I creaped to her house
To catch her in her blouse
And see how big her mouth
She pulled me to her room
To get the fuckin soon
I didn't have a rubber
I fucked with two balloons
Lay on the bed
That's all she said
Her pussy has one problem
Twisted tight in streads
The fucken sounds were tunes
I fucked her with a broom
She rode it like a horse
The blood came rushing soon
When i seen that
I didn't want the cat
So i bounced out
And never came back
Sucks on dick
Does it real good
Sucks sucks on dick
Does it real good
Sucks on dick
Does it real good
Sucks sucks
Does it real good
My nigga d magic
Had said he finally got it
The true and false blow
He said he had to have it
Know a little freak
In big ham
Licks up nuts
Like lickin stamps
She'll grant your wishes
Blow you freaky kisses
House full of g's
Freaks whores bitches
Had the little freak
In my niggas jeep
Try to spit some game
To get her suck some meat
Lay on the cover
My natural hair she loved it
Stop bitch stop bitch
Please don't touch it
Took her trough some hoods
And let her hoe around
7 street 9 street
And street of walks and brown
Now she's in click
A pro on suckin dick
Until the rugged out
The bitch was smokin bricks
Straight shootin blow pipes
That's all she thought
Runnin from the rehab
Never got caught
Sucks on dick
Does it real good
Sucks sucks on dick
Does it real good
Sucks on dick
Does it real good
Sucks sucks
Does it real good
5.Menensky Mobbin'
Bizzy bone：heaven'z movie
Menensky-muthafuckin'-tribe mobbin' on muthafuckas. see, it's
like the menensky mob, see, they used to be the ones who was
fightin' the slave master, so the people didn't go on the boat,
you kno
T i'm sayin'？ [shit, smoke. can a black man get some paper up in
white man's world.]fuck this shit.
menesky mobbin', watts niggas with problems. and the 4-1 thugs
are from the projects, smokin' chronic with love with the gun in
the
, nigga run, nigga run, nigga run.
Menensky mobbin' muthafucka with watts niggas in cali ready to
riot and rally around, quiet, brawlin' in my back door ready for
warfare, declare like my capo--confuscious gettin' wacko and
smoki
Bacco. yeah my niggas with tatoos, a sack of crack, and i'll pat
you down too. my voodoo with that flip flop flow, don't make me
blast you. right past you with the mask on., bitch. sippin' the
p
N, get it twisted mister bitchafied. this introduction bustin'.
i'm bumpin' properly, property of my poverty, god we need a job.
clock me in my saab, menesky mobbin', bobbin' and weavin', no
pro
U niggas' sloppy, don't copy, get popped, nigga don't jock
me--you're raw.
Oh, menensky mobbin'. [i'm tryin' to get high muthafucka'. i
over here
Trippin' and shit, man what the fuck's wrong with you？]oh,
menensky mobbin'. man, we mobbin' on niggas. you niggas can't
fuck with me. oh, menesky mobbin', watts niggas with problems.
and the 4
Ugs are from the projects, smokin' chronic with love with the
gun in the glove, nigga run, nigga run, nigga run.
Hock my benz. fuck a bitch for the babies and christmas gifts.
when i'm lifted ridin' down the strip： same niggas, the same
shit. workin' the graveyard shift back on brackland where the
broads f
D like a movie, and my raw dogs trip in the line of duty. look
at the groupies, holler, holler, from the hoopties and my
lucciano's groovy. judge and jury my movie confuse me with those
other th
N a high speed chase say, say don't swerve in the mud, and the
tight weed taste like love. we thuggish in columbus slums,
suburbs, muthafucka word. sift through my proberbs and i heard
that we'r
Kin' up birds when out in florida and california, new york,
little pomona, shookin' soldiers, smokin' doja, composure
Suppose.
Oh, menensky mobbin'. [menensky muthafuckin' mobbin'. watts
niggas. with watts with muthafuckin' problems. c'mon, c'mon.]oh,
menesky mobbin', watts niggas with problems. and the 4-1 thugs
are f
He projects, smokin' chronic with love with the gun in the
glove, nigga run, nigga run, nigga run.
Born to be fruitful, crushin' crucial, not the conflict, and
b-b-b-bomb shit. i'm on the chronic chokin' bubonic, harmonic.
eyes blood-shot red, loc'd out like eazy--he dead, surprise.
fuck the
Fuck the bitches instead. step in the bedroom, i'm about to get
some head soon. she's wet in the womb. i'm kinda nast and mad at
ya, but boom, it's till the sun up. what up, done up, shut up, i
Ll in the game, it shouldn't be painful. well why the fuck i
feel so much pain stressin' my brain？ let the train pass, look
at the sky, play, laugh. with visions back in may on how i
played dad.
T say that and criticize yourself, i'm'a tell the truth, roof
nigga from glock-glock, no truce, the punk enemies deadly. and
shoot if you wanna. smoke water, but you can die, bitch, it's
normal.
Tually your number's called through the portal and muthafucka
fall. here's a quarter to call your dogs.
Oh, menensky mobbin'. [nigga, menensky mobbin'
world-muthafuckin'-wide on these hoes. c'mon!]oh, menesky
mobbin', watts niggas with problems. and the 4-1 thugs are from
the projects, smokin' ch
With love with the gun in the glove, nigga run, nigga run, nigga
run. [for sure. menensky niggas mobbin' world wide. are you down
with the menensky tribe？ get ready for war.]
6.Waitin' For Warfare
Bizzy bone feat capo：heaven'z movie
Bizzy：
personalit
Lity, -ality. split personality, -ality, -ality. i'm in reality.
warfare, warfare, warfare. my army, marchin' factions, regime
takin' ov
Bizzy：
Hear the eruption when i'm pumpin and bustin', gotta give a
concussion. lovin' the lust and plus to touch me, rush me, too
much, you must be out of your mind. trust me, i'm the nigga
dumpin', te
M lovely. all the way from the clair to the po and down '71 we
on to the c.o. and fuckin' with the b-o-n-e hit the floor and
go, and again we hit the door.
Capo：
Ammo explode, rappin' in platinum, capo ballin' out of control.
provoked
Emotions, devotion, capture bankroll, behold the unknown
treasure. cherish your soul precious as solid gold roses thrown
over decomposed bodies froze, expose those who chose to impose
sleep. dec
, buried six feet deep beneath hollow stone, tragedy prolong
memories, harmony, sing another sad song. unsolved mysteries
involve society. only strong minds survive holocaust victims
soft in our
Die off. the broke caught slippin', steppin' in deep shit, broke
busta off ignorance lost. runnin' because the pussy wish he had
some balls to brawl with me us heartless hennessy havin' a tende
O empy cartriges off on enemy targets .regardless of felony
charges still spittin' ammunition, til mission accomplished.
Bizzy：
We're movin' in heaven's movie, my lil' nigga, watch out!
waitin' for warfare. waitin' for warfare, warfare, warfare,
warfare. my army, marchin' factions, regime takin' over my body
it seems. re
Regime.
Bizzy：
Well i'm a soldier, fuck the tv. see me when they bring back 3d.
even on eazy bookin' on me, lookin' at ruthless now, she so
sleazy. gimme some cheese! and i see that you're scheming on the
come
Now, but leave me, bitch. you better believe can't nobody save
you when i move my music underground. and don't deceive me,
please, get up off your knees, i'm all about business, ask
animal. i a
Your victim and a witness to the sickness written. did i piss
you off？ on a mission in the midst of the demons bankin' off my
voice and makin' my choices. she don't even know me and i'm
kickin'
Creamin' tryin' to get out my dreams, at least to keep me
breathin'. even poisoned the noise, got me coverin' my ears, and
save my tears for years, just for the joy. but i told ya boy,
not today
Otta get my paper.and will the rapist pull my plug and fuck the
thug？ hell yeah, nigga, no love. i thought you knew and nigga
don't shove cause i'm like, nigga what？ i'll fuck you up you
know th
Es. regime takin' over my bod
Y it seems. waitin' for warfare. i can smell your wicked
rigormortis a mile
From the morgue. the scorn in your soul may tell you to
humiliate your enemies. have you not read the art of war？
absent-minded to the enduring. pouring your cup of damnation in
the midst of my
. you gotta be out of your monkey-ass mind. no more will the
look of medusa seduce the predecessors and entrepreneurs.
Capo：
Retaliation, i can taste temptation. itchin', instigatin'
allegations.
Undertakin' sacred assassinations. dead presidents, weapons, and
nations.
Independence foresaken. revelations in the making. bitch-made
niggas breakin'. separate by segregation. hatred they
motivation. no relation in this congregation. load weapons [b,
pass me a clip!
Gger detonations. bullet penetrate, men break, strain. pain and
frustration. abstain. chain-reaction tribulations. safe to say
you can't escape disaster when messin' with a master. unmask the
ri
S little riddler, nigga gon' be killas.
Bizzy：
Gotta get you more money, come on my little brother. and i brung
him. thug on. i got him fuckin' with the revolution all on the
retribution and execution. shootin', let 'em, do 'em. get gone,
do
De a bomb bond. none of y'all pinned my strategize. i heard
bizzy's fried, i heard bizzy died, but the word from bryon：
surprise, i'm still alive with a militant mind. gotta hit it,
will die in
Ute, did he feel it？ well then get it. rewind, you just trippin'
on a nigga tryin' to shine, but i'm'a get mine and i ain't
lyin'. nigga everytime i sign the dotted line it's for the riot.
nigga
You want to do and i ain't dyin' without you in the silence will
kill ya, it's the quiet ones who that might peel ya. on the
realer, on the lonely and i see that you're phoney, nobdy. phone
me
And surely i'm out the door and don't you come for me.and it's
still fuck paul mccartney for sure, let it go. i know and boy i
will enjoy a little toe to toe, but no, you'd probably involve
the
And tell them that you went to jail with bizzy bone. it's on in
the c.o.
7.Mr. Majesty Ii
Mr. majesty：bizzy bone：heaven'z movie
This is mr. majesty representin' on behalf of the 7th sign
Thunderstorms when they mourn fallen angels. mental methodical
mind, niggas
Wanna tangle. 365 i'm live at every angle. mental methodical
mind, niggas wanna tangle.
Everybody knows 7th sign got the hoes. everybody knows we divine
wit' the flows. shouldn't have to tell you when it rains wear
your coat. it's thunderstoms because we mourn the dope.
Manipulatin' metaphors i take full credit for. you can rest
assured you'll never more suffer through flaw. you can steady
toughen the law; they'll be harder criminal brushin' the shores.
tuck in
Jaw. if your confidence is lower, minus lead blower, sinus
flaired to the smallest odor. tried to get open but just a file
folder, next man style holder, weightless chest a tasteless
death, i'm
Ound to be a sound souljah. on tracks compact, bolder abstract
flava, drift like the mist holdin' a black fist with right
shoulder. addition to the culture went fishin' with these
vultures, enli
T predicted to be held over. hired wired cobras to work front
desk, smoke, dress the dress, pure moist no choice but to be
less. his ploy to decoy the congress, skills, too broke to pay
homage.
Craft he shows his ass, in a trash conglomerate. had your staff
astonished. precise math, most dominant. switch.
Enchanted romantic mechanics will banish no talents damaged in
fragments
Unbalanced and silenced. stompin' the housing, crowdin' kids
that's pounding playgrounds and courts where small missiles went
through. so often a sport on the wrong course trailing the
horse. ra
Ggest divorce needs figures. for me, my niggaz： weed, food, and
cloth. when the greed mood falls off, the danger remainder is a
hard rock slagged soft. walked past slop almost crushed by a
bus,
Ookin', in a rush, might have been a mascot for i.h.o.p. as
human slush. keep it lower than hush. the diploma for lust and
slight comas when i bust and then again works skins to heavy
musk, ever
Cuts. coincidentally is simply a mystery melody rush.
Thunderstorms when they mourn fallen angels. mental methodical
mind, niggas
Wanna tangle. 365 i'm live at every angle. mental methodical
mind, niggas wanna tangle.
Everybody knows 7th sign got the hoes. everybody knows we divine
wit' the flows. shouldn't have to tell you when it rains wear
your coat. it's thunderstoms because we mourn the dope.
Percussion rushin', crushin' the sounds. the inner raggamuffin',
got me bustin' them down. a nine milli really make a nigga
worship the ground. preparering kings. courtship is now. ignite
torch
Undown. quiz of a ninja disguised as a stupid nigga. this biz
will injure the unwise and traumatize offenders. white lies turn
shades of gray like skies in november. at the brink of dismay.
my e
Ill never flicker. herbs, got the nerve to pray when the city
gets sicka punks intellectually drunk with butter flies in their
liver. have no ties to the beginning. cold fries, but i've put
in w
Or dessert and dinner, no perks.
Incentive： soul search the whole earth extensive. had a low
chirp, slow birth in placenta, incubated and escalated to
contender. pushin' through gush waitin' for air on mush. now
sexually molest
Ies, finessed. locally approach me with respect and royalty -
majesty.
'and after this you'll call me 'your majesty''
Motion sicknes prevents the wickedness from overseas
magnificence. no talents with instruments, but the choke-hold
vocals compensate the difference. society full of
menaces--abnormal residents.
It's like i'm floatin'. i think i'm floatin'. got me open. i
guess i'm floatin'. no jokin'. i'm movin' as my words are
spoken. a vibe in groovin', lightening movement. i feel so
exclusive.
8.Brain On Drugs
is your brain on drugs？shit yall don't know nothin bout this
weed, i always get
High on the realest level ive been smokin since i was about
eleven or twelve
9.On The Freeway
Bizzy bone featuring cat cody：heaven'z movie
Bizzy：
She's ridin' on the highway, highway, highway.
Cat cody：
She's ridin' on the highway.
Bizzy：
Tellin' me to be careful.
Cat cody：
Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom.
Bizzy：
Tellin' me to be carful though so dangerous. i say let's change
it. put on your coat and call up the chauffer. oh, gotta leave
the babies. face-to-face it's goin' down, baby lace it with some
ba
underground. and make ya nigga feel famous and say 'hey, fuck
My health and yourself and everyone else. and lady respect my
patience from temtpations. let off all that frustration, all is
well, hell, what are you waitng for？ basic relations waitin',
wakin'
N the storm.
Bizzy：
Roll with me. roll, can't you come over？
Cat cody：
Have you ever made love, on the freeway, the freeway？ have you
ever met your lover out on the highway？ ah, ah, ah, ah.
Bizzy： when i put you in my car...
Cat cody：
Zoom, zoom.
Bizzy：
...move far. we chose to lose time and, my, why there you are.
when i saw that night, i had to call. it's gotta be right, it
couldn't be wrong. lookin' in far fallen and gone, lookin' at
the sta
Ll of them, long. and on the freeway, baby believe me, gotta
take it easy. yet appeasin' to please 'em. oh, jesus, she's
breathin' on me! but i ain't that weak to put her to sleep, so
respectful
Pect your temple, subliminal. probably pause in the distance,
reminisce visual, member my car.
Bizzy：
Roll with me.
Roll, can't you come over？
Cat cody： have you ever made love, on the freeway, the freeway？
have you ever
Met your lover out on the highway？ ah, ah, ah, ah.
Bizzy：
heavy breathin'.
Cat cody：
Friday!
Bizzy：
Friday evenin' clear through the weekend we're peakin' each
others secrets. no speakin', just heavy breathin'. a quarter
inch from your cleavage. the reason you got me. teasin--be
gentle. intere
Sexual in a room to touch you eventual, too much potential.
lookin' at you sensual. let you go, roll, have your space, and
i'll be paper chasin' up and down, straight ghetto face. and
have you e
Ell in love just as much that you forgot about everyone just for
their touch？
Bizzy：
Roll with me.
Roll, can't you come over？
Cat cody：
Just for that touch.
Roll. come on and roll with me. stroll. come on and stroll with
me.
Girl, can't you come over？ stroll with me？
Yea, you can. yea, you can go with me.
Yea, i know you can.
C'mon, yea you can.
I know you can. just ride with me.
10.Demons Surround Me
Bizzy bone：heaven'z movie
(slowed down)：
Demons surround me all the time.
Demons surround me all the time.
Demons surround me all the time.
Now pick up your psychic line.
Now pick up your psychic line.
Nobody believes. nobody believes. nobody believes me, even my
baby girl. see i was raised up on that ouija in my crazy world.
better take it easy. sang： outta my mind, outta my mind, outta
my mi
Utta my brains, brains. 7th sign time, in a line, shine, fin to
bye-bye, die die, bang bang. hit 'em with that woo-woo, and that
flip-flop flown-n-low. steady as we roll. maybe you don't know,
o
T away for safety, in a coma-like state, invade me. everyone
say： 'hey, hey, he's crazy.' premenitions, kick pushin' daisies.
wait, they chase to slay me. paranoid. mortal to the paran
. jumpin' out portals. kinetical energy formal in the global get
warmer. mormons may mourn, may messiahs be born, torn in the
purgatory. sworn to violence, silence, word my bond. get ya
story on
L me, saw me in the army gatherin' in harmony. hardly in all we
be so salty.
Demons surround me all the time.
Demons surround me all the time.
Now pick up your psychic line.
Now pick up your psychic line.
Talk to the walkin' dead, crossroads, call on the rev., lost
souls. and i'm off in a coffin' tossin' my memoirs, oh no. in
the closet, come open the door, what do you see？ a funeral.
usually clo
To kosher 'til i see some loved ones, don't go. get it crucial,
pick up the psychic line, future to before time in the sinister
mind of spiritual wicked, intertwined with weak souls, come kick
i
Itten, rewind, get it, look out, hit it, rise. dig it, wig out,
feel it, ride. mimic, die. nigga, fly. boom bye-bye. my kind in
gon
Mine. pick up the phone line, pick up the phone line, ready for
truth on the loose？ got a dime or two and i'm liable to tell
you, only if you know, wooo. he flew right bye you, true, demons
fol
Nd resume from the womb in the tomb. i fool you, boom, boom,
boom. b-b-b-boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.
Demons surround me all the time
11.The Roof Is On Fire
'fire water burn'
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn,
Burn motherfucker burn.
Hello my name is jimmy pop and i'm a dumb white guy,
I'm not old or new but middle school fifth grade like junior
high,
I don't know mofo if y'all peeps be buggin' give props to my ho
cause she all
Fly,
But i can take the heat cause i'm the other white meat known as
'kid funky
Fried',
Yeah i'm hung like planet pluto hard to see with the naked eye,
But if i crashed into uranus i would stick it where the sun
don't shine,
Cause i'm kind of like han solo always stroking my own wookie,
I'm the root of all that's evil yeah but you can call me cookie,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn,
Burn motherfucker burn.
Yo yo this hard-core ghetto gangster image takes a lot of
practice,
I'm not black like barry white no i am white like frank black
is,
So if man is five and the devil is six than that must make me
seven,
This honkey's gone to heaven,
But if i go to hell then i hope i burn well,
I'll spend my days with j.f.k., marvin gaye, martha raye, and
lawrence welk,
And kurt cobain, kojak, mark twain and jimi hendrix's
poltergeist,
And webster yeah emmanuel lewis cause he's the anti-christ,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn,
Burn motherfucker burn.
Everybody here we go,
Ohh ohh,
C'mon party people,
Ohh ohh,
Throw your hands in the air,
Ohh ohh,
C'mon party people,
Ohh ohh,
Wave 'em like you don't care,
Ohh ohh,
C'mon party people,
Ohh ohh,
Everbody say ho,
Ohh ohh,
C'mon party people,
Ohh ohh,
Everybody here we go.
12.Nobody Can Stop Me
Bizzy bone：heaven'z movie
What are you goin' through？ what are you goin' through？
...if you only knew, if only you knew.
What are you goin' through？ what are you goin' through？
...if you only knew.
Nobody can stop me, now. nobody can stop me, now.
What are you goin' through？ what are you goin' through？
...if you only knew.
What are you goin' through？ what are you goin' through？
...if you only knew, if you only knew.
Look at my sister sadden when my baby's mammy like she can't
stand me, say
Family be the first to turn so pity annie. filamina, my granny,
celebrate the grammy, damn, nobody knew no plannin' was so
perfect, rollin' my dam me, never forget the bones. trippin' on
foster
, sayin' i wasn't manly with a scarred up soul, why can't my
skeletons understand me？ what if i said i was molested？ would
you look at me？ peel, but i keep on bailin', and i hope i don't
go to h
Stressed i will. can i sell my bio？ i was born in ohio, already
on trial, 'cause pops said i looked too light, but mom 's just
white, but i still had your smile. and look at me now--gotta be
pro
Myself, ain't nobody else soundin' so worried about my health.
and all the while takin' care of my kids--how would they live if
Solution. he gives life in the lungs, breath through tongue, now
here it comes. now, here it comes; and here we go.
Nobody can stop me, now. nobody can stop me, now. nobody can
stop me, now.
Nobody can stop me, now. . .
If only you knew . . .
What am i goin' through, goin' through, goin' through？
And my mama took plenty beatings. now, in her third damn
marriage, and man,
Actin' like he cares apparently 'till you perish, but i was
always there for you even though you let me leave. he's beatin'
the shit outta me, too--probably why i got my bodyguards, and
i'm in c
, watch me sleep, the pay is meek, but stay with me, and keep my
heart collateral, we'll never break apart. y'all didn't see me
with eazy, as a child of god with the underdog, never applaud
once
Reminisce through the ball. movin' in heaven's movie, y'all,
think of all that fucked-up shit you saw, only if you knew what
i was goin' through.
What am i goin' through, goin' through, goin' through？ if only
you knew . . .
Nobody can stop me, now. nobody can stop me, now. nobody can
stop me, now.
Nobody can stop me, now. . .
If only you knew . . .
What am i goin' through, goin' through, goin' through？
Flashback to may and with the weight of the world can't stop my
girl from
Steppin', lookin' for affection in wrong places, my lesson be
learned, world turns, the early bird gets the worm. what if it's
rotten while you rushin' for love and get burned？ five kids and
tha
Y only concern. i was a father before i became a man. society
don't comprehend, callin？me worthless, but i could purchase what
they purchase, but i understand behind closed curtains you
workin？
Ing a man. death scares me, but jesus will prepare me, and
hopefully repair me as god would want him to, really really,
ghetto media see the thug, watch your sins, then it's true you
can be born
N.
What am i goin' through, goin' through, goin' through？
Nobody can stop me, now. nobody can stop me, now. nobody can
stop me, now.
Nobody can stop me, now . . .
13.Social Studies
By：bizzy bone
From：heaven'z movie
I don't spread no strong message of violence nobody silence me
quiet gun shots start riots so do children fry them little boys
don't try it kill'em don't put it on crossroads put it on your
lost
S and fuck the world those little girls in jonesboro died all
alone down in arkansas woods little mitchell strapped up with
ammo do they know really what he's thinkin and the plan is
plotted out
And morbid be gang bangers hang on corners smokin perfecto's and
i often search for profit but i ain't killed nobody stop it put
it on petro 7th sign voted for deathrow and the death note read
b
E baby debbie tell me did he die crazy baby let's go to the
parents to the preacher to the pastor and i ain't no marilyn
manson i'm a rapper thugologist in the rapture i wouldn't chance
it i got
Dren myself and i watch their well being demons seep under me
breathin see me help me and i ain't dreamin and i ain't dreamin
and i ain't dreamin.
I stand in front of the congress with these runaway slaves of
justice blame it on bone thug music and abusive fo' fathers
don't touch it when i was twelve i slept in buckets reminisce
juvy back
Lumbus in cleveland i'm poppin these niggas at 14 and i loved it
adrenaline rush for the get back gang war 99th niggas fred ward
americas most wanted i'm haunted by sinister niggas that paid
for
Mr. mitchell johnson you's a grown man with no soul fry him at
15 years old and heaven will rain down and unload fold with the
murder mo murder mo the devil will hear you moan heard him go
heard
Go little mitchell dead and gone from the mob boss bb gambini
nina ross in the crossroads die off little demon off those and
assistant distant fry but they was kids right nigga these boyz
is kil
Hat'll split you wig and of course they should die as if they
were muthafuckin big you dig.
I don't blame the babies it's the lawyers but i'm royal legally
unfoil little mitchell listenin to this serpent uncoil pay
attention boy 'member and eye for an eye go on and kill and you
soon wi
E give up the ghost give up the ghost fry fry these are the
signs of the times passin us by suspected of felony keep tellin
me they wanted me dead or alive heaven will move me right fo sho
movin
Eaven'z movie literal ku ku kids in the burbs shootin for the
youth for the world is so absurd blurry o critical thoughts of
my fury with tongues of double edge swords surely have faith in
god b
M worried lookin at the lions in the crossroads hit 'em up with
my crossbow glory to jesus i love my mob break 'em off dawg
lethally injected he's just a kid aw he should die like he's
muthafuck
G can you dig...........
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