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| The Man Who Sold the World | I wanna kill him, cause he tried to play me like the trick but you see, I'm the wrong ***** to **** with I got the A to the mother****in K, and it's ready to rip Slapped in my banana clip And I'm lookin.. (lookin..) Is he in Watts, Oakland, Philly or Brooklyn? It seems like he got the whole country behind him so it's sort of hard to find him But when I do, gotta put my gat in his mouth Pump seventeen rounds make his brains hang out Cause the **** he did was uncalled for tried to **** a brother up the ass like a small whore And that **** ain't fly So now I'm settin up, the ultimate drive-by And when you hear this ****, it make the world say "DAMN! .. I wanna kill Sam." Here's why I wanna kill the punk cause he tried to take a mother****in chunk of the funk He came to my house, I let 'em bail in cause he said he was down with the L.M. He gave up a little dap then turned around, and pulled out a gat I knew it was a caper I said, "Please don't kill my mother," so he raped her Tied me up, took me outside and I was thrown in a big truck And it was packed like sardines Full of ******, who fell for the same scheme Took us to a place and made us work all day and we couldn't have **** to say Broke up the families forever and to this day black folks can't stick together And it's odd.. Broke us down, made us pray - to his God And when I think about it, it make me say "DAMN! .. I wanna kill Sam." Now in ninety-one, he wanna tax me I remember, the son of a ***** used to axe me and hang me by a rope til my neck snapped Now the sneaky mother****er wanna ban rap and put me under dirt or concrete But God, can see through a white sheet Cause you the devil in drag You can burn your cross well I'll burn your flag Try to give me the H-I-V so I can stop makin babies like me And you're givin dope to my people chump Just wait til we get over that hump Cause yo' ass is grass cause I'ma blast Can't bury rap, like you buried jazz Cause we stopped bein whores, stop doin floors So ***** you can fight your own wars So if you see a man in red white and blue gettin janked by the Lench Mob crew It's a man who deserves to buckle I wanna kill Sam cause he ain't my mother****in Uncle! |
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| Senior Member Join Date: May 2003 Location: Threading the jeweled thrones of earth under my sandalled feet Gender: Posts: 2,985 Thanks: 4 Thanked 45 Times in 39 Posts | Art at work... ![]() [ November 06, 2004, 10:57 AM: Message edited by: Erdawn Il Duce ] |
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