Lyrics:
hold up captain cause this ain't good.
I'm getting chased by some fat rednecks in white hoods.
I think there trying to kill me "well what do you mean
spitting on bums
A lot of hoodlums
These are just the bums that
Are really pissed off (Why?)
Probably 'cause they been ripped
Off by the system (Oh)
Cops,
care to explain what you mean by that?
Zenitram: Nah, if you care enough, figure it out yourself.
Dick F. Ucker: Okay, then, on to your drummer-who
might just stop by your daddy's
Roll around in Pikachu, throw that window down
Pack a big ol' fatty bowl, shit me smokin' now
Throw it into drive and hit
of money.
Like I say ol' Jack Johnson he was a pugilist,
He was a pugilist by preference and by profession
And one day ol' Jack came walkin' on down by
these Commissioners were unlike those who had deceived by their appearances
Hence, my landslide victory could only mean one thing: disaster for the other
And it's that same ol' stereotype
No they ain't letting go of nothing
People think it's changed
I tell 'em that they're buzzing
Still judge me by my
really not
Skeptics unpolished, students, professors, scholars
Soon to forget and acknowledge, led by what their reading
Missing sense that is common -
the music in they ears, they would have lost it
The seventh album by a musician they both revered
First time this planet heard it, let's call it a world
like Chewbacca
The doctor said sir you're misled sir which infers you mistook me
I did not mean your lovely wife was shackin' up with a wookie
What
to ban this one group ICP.
I went to see 'em in concert J grabbed me by the head,
And then he took his microphone and said:
This is our world
This is
of lil' ol' me
I can read the fear on they face
Walk in the room and the say
You're ruthless
What I do is what I bleed
What I say is what I mean
You can't
Professor X:
"Freedom or death, we shall all be moved. Vanglorious! This is
protected by the red, the black, and the green, with a key,
it was cash time
By any means I'm make a mill or better
Got a forty named arizona who wanna feel this weather
Rawhide I'm skinning cows and making
never be slayed or confined to a grave
Math key fade
What that means you were played
My exit was in the first Act
Covered up by authorities
Beguiled
say "Whaddya mean, ya need more rest?
"The world don't care whether ya look yer best!
"Simply show up promptly at six A.M. with your instruments ...and
to a close
And reinvent the wheel by reshaping what it means to be human
And they think they can achieve this by 2030
It's a cold dystopian vision that wants
(yeah) (dream baby)
Uh, uh, yeah, let's go
I just want a big ol' bag of money when I see my jeweler (yeah)
Get a hard-on when I'm countin' up that
Professor X:
"Freedom or death, we shall all be moved. Vanglorious! This is
protected by the red, the black, and the green, with a key,
[ Brother J ]
Descending from the tribes of Africa
Inspired by the great black leaders
[ Professor X ]
Vanglorious
This is protected
By the Red,
the world is yours
Might not exist very soon
Free the prisoners by enlightening the room
Pass around the chalice it destroys all the malice
Results yield
I remember when we lost Biggie Smalls and Tupac.
.
That was back to back and now the world was in a shock.
The West-coast, we lost Nate Dogg and Easy
The world is too needy for green
You know I don't need it
You know they don't need it
But need is the way you perceive it
Y'all know the quote
Greed is
this world could be different
If we made the difference so fuck do you mean we gotta be dippin
keep mindin our business like kermit keep sippin till we
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