Lyrics:
Innocence has been lost but innocence is beautiful
Spreading love is the only way to make it back
Cocaine and steroids, I don't get paranoid
You
Altering the train of thought through misconception
Vilify your own disgrace by your own discretion
Evil takes the right of way, cannot imagine
Hate is bred
motherfuckers in the cold
No need to be told, cause when you got a million po' people
Gettin ganked, by a few that are rich and evil
But it's illegal,
Six million next of kin
Ghost pale bone thin
Six million yellow stars
Holiday in cattle cars
Tattoo blue no more name
A different number but the same
thing, yo, it's my thing
The way I swing not even an orangutan can
Hang on my DING-DING saved by the bell rang
I talk, yell, whisper, mumble street slang
writin' struck by lightning
Pop you gone changed, who planned it
What planet? I thought I had it, damn it
Amazing craze lost in a speed chase
My mind is
witches
In the name of God, Allah, Zeus, Jesus
People claiming lives justified
By your allegiance
I think it's more complex
Than good versus evil
I think
made some bad decisions
Now I'm motivated by Khaled, I've got a plate full of salad
It's more life, more paper and balance
and shorty straight from
Cut your teeth on all the sharp things you said
Take that piece of you that lingers in my head
How am I supposed to be
I'm haunted by you
You left
not a matador hungry like
Jamba juices infested by carnivors
Lord, your slicktalk will have you
Knockin' on heavens gate
We see through your front like
and you know they match the belt
This .45 evil, send you straight to hell
Can't you tell?
Shit been different, I've been all about by myself
I wish her well
make money off singles since I was 15
Yeah I love blues, won't settle for green
Catch you on the other side like it's a Ring
Man fuck all of haters,
bass hittin' like Ray Lewis
Satan loves evil and that's all he wants to bring to us
Couldn't find the blue paw print, I was clueless
Found out Satan will
put an end to all of your grievances
Solve world peace, lil nigga
Boy, this shit really slap, on every volume like it was raised by Smack
In
with about four ounces
In the ting powered by M Power
Air full of high octane and sour
Out here when it's baking, making bread out of flour
Way out
Taking out the target, ain't no collateral damages
I think by now if you don't like me then you never will
Sleeping through this fire like it's Benadryl
("Evil" Kevin La Bounty © 1997)
Sitting on the stairwell,
You were eating lunch.
Blocking all the people.
Just your way of fun.
When the class is
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