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Maniac, maniac, maniac, maniac
I keep the green in my duffle
I heard you smokin' that crumble
I got that grass by the bundle
Show up it smell like some
that fry
I be ebbin when I'm high
So I say 'fuck' and just let bullets fly
Like I said before, Scarface is my identity
A homicidal maniac with sucidal
the shadows is the
Maniac killer
Evil now strikes
See its just you and the
Maniac killer!!
My art perfected by
A hundred nights or more
A hundred knoches
got exposed by E! ('sposed)
So naive, cold in the streets (streets)
Sleep on my feet (feet)
Money turn homies to zombies, they eat (zombies)
Miss
We goin' platinum, nigga
We goin' platinum
Yeah, you got the Live Squad in this motherfucker
We got my nigga Treach from Naughty by Nature in this
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
mother, down by the riverside
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside
Gonna meet my dear mother, down by the riverside
Ain't a-gonna study war no
This book was written by a mother fucking maniac
I'm passed off at the world I need to blaze a sack
Now ima take it back to the old school
You got
ya'll can make grits
Agony, don't be speaking my name, I know I fucked up
On a personal tip, but if you niggas talking about you better rap, mother
by
No policemen, no homicide, no chalk on the streets
No reason for nobody's momma to cry
See I'm a good guy, I'm tryin' to stick around for my
Mothers crying all because of war
all because of war
We don,t want no war
No WAR
We don,t want no war
No WAR
We don,t want no war
No WAR
All we want is
yourselves
Obey God and his apostles if ye do believe
I'm so confused, take the world away
I'm a maniac
You need to watch who you war with
You in the land
immigrants
I had to pull up and handle some
I never put it on camera phone
I made a play by my grandma home
I twist the fro up my hair is grown
Back to my
grind, no rest at all
Pedal bike, big shank by my testicles
To the trap every minute, I ain't rest at all
College dropout
Plus I never done my best in
soldiers are employees of the business class
If out-positioned you'd surrender, that would end the war
Now they let 10,000 men die and send some more
Losing
All of my secrets are under the rug
And my legs are 10,000 miles away
I wish I could've stayed
Mother May I ask forgiveness?
I can't feel my body parts
Mother against daughter,
Father 'gainst son,
Little children having children,
In dis ya war, di war, di war.
It's the Armagiddeon.
Taking place in
way out of my depth
When I attempt even to
Comprehend the complexity
Of shifting the production of a
Country from war to peace but if somehow
All those
mother Womb outta yuh mothers womb girl
So let me powder you with my love
Nah Worry bout Johnson me got you comfort
Skin smooth notice girl you nah Have
just call me a demon
It's the psychopathic maniac, manglin' ladies stick a grenade in they pussy
The I start stranglin' babies
See, it's death to all my
the hoes on these streets we go to war.
[Big Ed]
The battles begun heavy kissing on the front line
Strategic and bout it to explode like a land
home land
God save us we're in your hands
Tears in my eyes as I look in the sky
I wish I can talk to The Most High
Maniacs in Nigeria commit homicide
Music by 10,000 Maniacs - Lyrics by Mary Ramsey
Shards of glass cut through my gaze
Broken streamers hanging at my legs
Drunk and giddy full
make a wrong move and I'ma bust em
I'm sleepin on the floor with my nines by the door
War ain't fair, it's war
Front line, muthafucka
[ Mos Def ]
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