Lyrics:
Finding the way through barbed wire
Only mud and death remain on these desolate plains
Shelled is the groundscape, filled with water and blood
No trees or plants left alive, madness and sorrow to offer
It raises questions, about the usefullesness of Passchendaele
Strategy which was bound to fail on these autumn rains
The third battle of Ypres
Setting positions on these unclear trench networks
Four million shells of artillery have modified the scenes we see
The enemy charges, bodies fill the ground
The ultimate goal has been set to break the Hindenburg line
End the war once and for all
It raises questions, about the usefullesness of Passchendaele
Strategy which was bound to fail on these autumn rains
The third battle of Ypres
Gazing behind as the front row now falls to this endless fire
Hoping a breakthrough will come after all, maybe one day
Battle after another they fought, still no ending in sight
Desperate grasp for honour, death and sorrow, nothing more
It raises questions, about the usefullesness of Passchendaele
Strategy which was bound to fail on these autumn rains
The third battle of Ypres
I've got, got the victory
I've got the sweet, sweet victory in Jesus
Yes I do
He is a mighty conqueror
In him I will trust all my battles he'll fight
I've got, got the victory
I've got the sweet, sweet victory in Jesus
For me he died but he rose on the third day
That's why I have true victory every day
Truly I've been through the storm and rain
I know everything about heartache and pain
But God carried me through it all
Without his protection I would surely fall
I've been broke, without a dime to my name
But all my bills got paid
Because I called on Jesus' name
You can't tell me that God isn't real
'Cause I've got the victory
And that's why I'm still here
I've got, got the victory
I've got the sweet, sweet victory in Jesus
Yes I do
He is a mighty conqueror
In him I will trust all my battles he'll fight
I've got, got the victory
I've got the sweet, sweet victory in Jesus
For me he died but he rose on the third day
That's why I have true victory every day
I'm not worried about material things I don't have
I'm just blessed 'cause I know that my savior's there
Because I know that my blessing is on the way
I can't see it right now but I stand by faith
I've fought many, many battles in his name
I've held up the blood-stained banner
And proclaimed that Jesus is the truth and the light
Believe me when I say he will make it right
I've got, got the victory
I've got the sweet, sweet victory in Jesus
Yes I do
He is a mighty conqueror
In him I will trust all my battles he'll fight
I've got, got the victory
I've got the sweet, sweet victory in Jesus
For me he died but he rose on the third day
That's why I have true victory every day
Yeah, I got the victory, yeah
I got the victory, yeah, yeah, yeah
And if you got the victory, sing along with me
Yeah, I've got the victory, yeah
I got the victory, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sing it with me, I've got the victory
I've got, got the victory
I've got the sweet, sweet victory in Jesus
Yes I do
He is a mighty conqueror
In him I will trust all my battles he'll fight
I've got, got the victory
I've got the sweet, sweet victory in Jesus
For me he died but he rose on the third day
That's why I have true victory every day
I ain't ever worn a halo
Don't suppose I ever will
As far as saving me goes
It's a battle up a hill
But I keep climbin', tryin', fightin'
Got a King James in the dresser
And I take it out sometimes
But Lord knows, I ain't measured
Up to what's inside
And they say that that's okay
But I keep praying for the day
That I can open up that good book
And Heaven don't look
Like it's out of reach
When it feels like those apostles
Are giving me the gospel
And not the third degree
I just want it to read
Like Bible verses
And not the Bible versus me
I woke up in last night's clothes
And it's whiskey on my lips
If God's looking down, I know
He's really looking down on this
But I have faith that I can change
I keep praying for the day
That I can open up that good book
And Heaven don't look
Like it's out of reach
When it feels like those apostles
Are giving me the gospel
And not the third degree
I just want it to read
Like Bible verses
And not the Bible versus me
I'm just tryin' to give myself a little grace
'Til those words and me get on the same page
And I can open up that good book
And Heaven don't look
Like it's out of reach
When it feels like those apostles
Are giving me the gospel
And not the third degree
I just want it to read
Like Bible verses
And not the Bible versus me
Children get your culture (Natty Dreadlock)
And don't stay there and gesture, a-ah (Natty Dreadlock)
Or the battle will be hotter (Natty Dreadlock)
And you won't get no supper (Natty Dreadlock)
Natty Dread, Natty Dread, now (Natty Dread)
A dreadlock Congo Bongo I (Natty Dread)
Natty Dreadlock in a Babylon (Natty Dread)
Roots Natty, Roots Natty!
"My son ask for thyself another kingdom
For that which I leave is too small for thee"
Near to the east
In a part of ancient Greece
In an ancient land called Macedonia
Was born a son
To Philip of Macedon
The legend, his name was Alexander
At the age of nineteen
He became the Macedon King
And he swore to free all of Asia Minor
By the Aegean Sea
In 334 B.C
He utterly beat the armies of Persia
Alexander the Great
His name struck fear into hearts of men
Alexander the Great
Became a legend amongst mortal men
King Darius the third
Defeated fled Persia
The Scythians fell by the river Jaxartes
Then Egypt fell
To the Macedon King as well
And he founded the city called Alexandria
By the Tigris river
He met King Darius again
And crushed him again in the battle of Arbela
Entering Babylon
And Susa, treasures he found
Took Persepolis, the capital of Persia
Alexander the Great
His name struck fear into hearts of men
Alexander the Great
Became a God amongst mortal men
A Phrygian King had bound a chariot yoke
And Alexander cut the 'Gordian knot'
And legend said that who untied the knot
He would become the master of Asia
Hellenism he spread far and wide
The Macedonian learned mind
Their culture was a western way of life
He paved the way for Christianity
Marching on, marching on
The battle weary marching side by side
Alexander's army line by line
They wouldn't follow him to India
Tired of the combat, pain and the glory
Alexander the Great
His name struck fear into hearts of men
Alexander the Great
He died of fever in Babylon
"My son ask for thyself another kingdom
For that which I leave is too small for thee"
Near to the east
In a part of ancient Greece
In an ancient land called Macedonia
Was born a son
To Philip of Macedon
The legend, his name was Alexander
At the age of nineteen
He became the Macedon King
And he swore to free all of Asia Minor
By the Aegean Sea
In 334 B.C
He utterly beat the armies of Persia
Alexander the Great
His name struck fear into hearts of men
Alexander the Great
Became a legend amongst mortal men
King Darius the third
Defeated fled Persia
The Scythians fell by the river Jaxartes
Then Egypt fell
To the Macedon King as well
And he founded the city called Alexandria
By the Tigris river
He met King Darius again
And crushed him again in the battle of Arbela
Entering Babylon
And Susa, treasures he found
Took Persepolis, the capital of Persia
Alexander the Great
His name struck fear into hearts of men
Alexander the Great
Became a God amongst mortal men
A Phrygian King had bound a chariot yoke
And Alexander cut the 'Gordian knot'
And legend said that who untied the knot
He would become the master of Asia
Hellenism he spread far and wide
The Macedonian learned mind
Their culture was a western way of life
He paved the way for Christianity
Marching on, marching on
The battle weary marching side by side
Alexander's army line by line
They wouldn't follow him to India
Tired of the combat, pain and the glory
Alexander the Great
His name struck fear into hearts of men
Alexander the Great
He died of fever in Babylon
[Chorus]
I've got, got the victory
I've got the sweet, sweet victory in Jesus
Yes I do
He is a mighty conqueror
In him I will trust all my battles he'll fight
I've got, got the victory
I've got the sweet, sweet victory in Jesus
For me he died, but he rose on the third day
That's why I have true victory every day
Truly, I've been through the storm and rain
I know everything about heartache and pain
But God carried me through it all
Without his protection I would surely fall
I've been broke, without a dime to my name
But all my bills got paid
Because I called on Jesus' name
You can't tell me that God isn't real
'Cause I've got the victory
And that's why I'm still here
[Chorus]
I'm not worried about material things I don't have
I'm just blessed 'cause I know that my savior's there
Because I know that my blessing is on the way
I can't see it right now, but I stand by faith
I've fought many, many battles in his name
I've held up the blood-stained banner
And proclaimed that Jesus is the truth and the light
Believe me when I say he will make it right
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Yeah, I got the victory, yeah
I got the victory, yeah, yeah, yeah
And if you got the victory, sing along with me
Yeah, I've got the victory, yeah
I got the victory, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sing it with me: I've got the victory
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
Jimmy went to Flanders so many years ago,
To the Somme, to Ypres and Arras, not so many years ago.
He played his pipes to battle
And the laddies died like cattle
And the brandy was drunk in Whitehall
A million miles away.
Son of the morning, highest of all
You had so much going till you took the fall
Had a place in the glory but you wanted it all
Impossible odds but you had the gall
It seemed so unlikely that you would rebel
Such a worthy opponent that you knew so well
But you went down fighting when you heard the bell
Took a third down from heaven when you went to hell
This means war, and the battle's still raging
War - and thought both sides are waging
The Victor is sure and the victory secure
But till judgment we all must endure
This means war
Then came the cross, you thought you had won
You thought you had conquered God's only Son
"So much for Jesus", you said in jest
Then you got a visit from an unwelcome guest
Now it's all over down to the wire
Counting the days to your own lake of fire
But you'll go down fighting for all that you're worth
To try to abolish His image on earth
Children get your culture (Natty Dreadlock)
And don't stay there and gesture, a-ah, (Natty Dreadlock)
Or the battle will be hotter (Natty Dreadlock)
And you won't get no supper. (Natty Dreadlock)
Natty Dread, Natty Dread, now; (Natty Dread)
A dreadlock Congo Bongo I.
red memories of ypres,so long ago
fiery troops left as smoldering embers
broken dreams,shattered like glass
the edges still sharp,to slash and dismember
wasted lives?
Race to the sea they meet at Ypre
The Germans dig in their artillery will greet ya
The Belgiums desperate open up the dykes
The city now a river separate the two sides
The allied forces now lay siege under fire
A war of motion now a war that is mired
The allies dig in though their trenches will flood
It's the only relief from the death from above
The shells they scream the shells they whistle
The bullets chip away at the homes and cathedrals
The soldiers they will say start to suffer it is measured
Not only in death but how it comes so procedural
The two sides locked up in a conflict that lingers
Decisive victory alluding both slip through fingers
And your life, matters not in this cauldron
Of dirt and blood sounds are silenced so poignant
You see infantry is rendered so useless
Rifles and movement are a thing of the past
Fast see the lessons their learning
Artillery and machine guns death is fast
It's on a scale that's never seen before
And all around the city they will see the gore
This battle is fought in the marshes and the meadows
In the fields in the forest its obscene but its war
The city is choked by the smoke that just bellows
Out of every gun the allies will amass
Everything turning into ruins at their feet
The dirt in your boots is common place you won't last
Both sides are loathed to even give an inch
Ypre in the crosshairs as both sides try to pinch
Squeeze out each other and break out the other side
But all you hear is thunder of the guns before you die
Dirt in your boots
Remember it well
Dirt all around
Even in your fingernails
You can hear the guns
You can hear the shells
And the water
The water bleeds through you can tell
This is hell
And it awaits
This is war
And its stalemate
In the villages and towns that are all around the city
Skirmishes are fought every moment turned risky
The french turn the tables use artillery to punish
The Germans feel the full might of the allies simply
But they won't fall back no instead they dig in
And they won't face collapse no instead resolved to win
It is clear the objective is to never give them ground
And the men oh the men are sacrificed and put down
The city is choked by the smoke and the fire
Civilians they flee the situation getting dire
A war fought in the streets most of it has been flooded
Modern warfare is just the truth that is summoned
The bombs and machine guns rip and tear torn assunder
Defensive weapons deal the most damage hope is plundered
On both sides the dead and wounded are enough
They're like a mountain of bodies that only pile up
Dirt in your boots
Remember it well
Dirt all around
Even in your fingernails
You can hear the guns
You can hear the shells
And the water
The water bleeds through you can tell
This is hell
And it awaits
This is war
And its stalemate
At Ypre
At Ypre
At Ypre
At Ypre
At Ypre
It is clear this war will be long
At Ypre
The race to the sea has stalled
At Ypre
You can hear the guns at dawn
At Ypre
You can count dead all along
Both sides dig in
The trenches are extensive
Breaking their will
Is the mission
Machine guns poised to cut down if they venture
Over the top cut down never mentioned
And in between the lines
Barbed wire is rendered
This is no man's land
Where the men will go missing
Sink into the craters Sink into the mud
That seeps through the earth
And meets the rain from above
Don't let 'em ever tell you nothin' you can't do
Yeah, I purchase more wheels when I feel like I'm third-wheelin'
My favorite part of the double R is the bird ceilin'
The panoramic view of the sky and the Sun beamin'
That ray of light show that nobody is front-seatin'
I'm on the hunt for perfect but decent is what I been on
I know she fell in love but commitment is not my end goal
And all my friends that did got too comfy, a little chubby
And that drive to make that money dried up when that nose is runny
We ain't gotta pay attention to the stuff that he battles
Everyone I ever loved had to be loved in the shadows
Tug-o-war with X and Y, felt like a custody battle
Felt like the boat goin' down, it felt like I'm missin' a paddle
Might buy that crib in Seattle, covered in grass, light, and gravel (yeah)
It come with two boats and cattle, I'm livin' sweet, ain't you heard?
Uh, they have beef there?
Yes! Argentina is the third largest exporter
Of beef in the world oh, in that case
Down south
I know a place where we can have some fun
Where the farmers raise beef and
They do it well done
It's like a kingdom of cows
I'm super impressed
When it comes to herding cattle
Argentina does it best
(You just got T-boned, son)
I ride high in the saddle
Every time I rap battle
Got my mind on my money and
My money's on the cattle
I be chillin' and grillin'
Fillin' up on mad steaks
Then I retreat to the beef
Even when my belly aches
(You want fries with that?)
Verse Two:
When I was born there was a rainbow formed with no sun
Roy G Bid marking the path for the chosen one
An angel, my grandma, told me before she died
Smart folks don't need to put no cursing in they rhymes
So from CD to TV to movies back to rhymin'
My lifestats makes Jordan's six rings look common
Ya'll hate, I retaliate, just by being great
Big Will the enemy of your mental state
With the same rhyme I used to burn your idol in a battle
To subdue you into saying, "Look, I don't want to battle,"
MIB, WB mad respect
Black stealthbombarama, radar can't detect that
I'm comin' is what I screamed
as a teen armed with discipline, faith, and a dream
After smoke clears, after life's roller coasters
See who stands putting his mic into his holster, what!
[Verse 1]
blood so deep the horse must hold his head up high
in the valley of deceision third of the world wiil die
beat your hoes and plows into axes and spears
as the armys meet in a battle they predict for years
[Chorus]
let the weak say im a warrior bring down the warrior
let the faithless regain faith
your faith is hopeless
[Verse 2]
the prophets and the psychics and the military agree
continual world war crisis leads us straight to world war three
roll the red carpet let the angel of death ride in
to the valley of the valley of decesion let the mayhem begin
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
apocalyptic madness two thirds of the world in sadness
the other third is gone but sadness lingers on
troubled citys and an aftermath of hate no way to stop them cause now its too late
the antichrists mission done
the dead are the only lucky ones
your decesion make a decesion the decesion in the valley its too late
welcome welcome to reality
welcome welcome to reality
make a decesion cause you've got no choice
Battle axe rap swingin' like 84 elbows
On the H-Town slab Cadillac Eldo
Spokes pokin' I should be the weed
Don't stop me from workin' spokesperson cause I get it in
Stoned, active like a sober person runnin'
Rather have my feet hurtin' than my pockets
I chase that money down like it said somethin' bout my mama
I chase that money down like I think it took my wallet
I chase that money down like it key scratched my impala
I chase that money down pile it up and climb on top it
Trill nigga mountain at the summit countin' hunneds
You try and take me from it you gone plummet to the bottom
If there was a winning contest then I did won it, done it
Bossed up playa kick it I'm a punter
No pun intended I'm a stunner
Brung the land to the motor cross ramp like fuck it
I'ma jump it, officer love muffin
It should be a crime how you lockin' down that bitch
But the girl mine
Said she wouldn't do it again for the third time
Figured you realize at some point that the girl lyin'
Either you blind or you don't mind
Either way I'd never hustle with yo kind
'Cause we'd never get no bread
You too scared
Pimpin' this the 3rd installment, what you sayin'
No square shall enter in the circle of winners
No square shall enter in the circle of winners
No square shall enter in the circle of winners
Ain't been like none of them niggas as far as I can remember
No square shall enter in the circle of winners
No square shall enter in the circle of winners
No square shall enter in the circle of winners
They was payin' them bitches, I was payin' attention
I’m rolling up an insane amount of smoke
Diamonds all up in the chain around my throat
Telling me that I should change, it’s all I know
I live the dream of private planes and piles of dough
Tatted on my face 'cause that’s what I believe in
Make sure they know it’s T.G.O.D when they see me
We was broke but know we getting used to bread
Versace on and watching my Medusa heads
You niggas looking hungry, you could use some bread
You niggas need security, you could use a craig
My young niggas slanging where them users is
I’m from Pistolvania where them shooters is
Dressing like a hippy, drinking gin straight
Heard they money funny, bitch I been straight
Hundred for them bottles, spending 10 straight
Me and Spitta got the template
No square shall enter in the circle of winners
No square shall enter in the circle of winners
No square shall enter in the circle of winners
Ain't been like none of them niggas as far as I can remember
No square shall enter in the circle of winners
No square shall enter in the circle of winners
No square shall enter in the circle of winners
They was payin' them bitches, I was payin' attention
No square shall enter in the circle of winners
No square shall enter in the circle of winners
No square shall enter in the circle of winners
Ain't been like none of them niggas as far as I can remember
No square shall enter in the circle of winners
No square shall enter in the circle of winners
No square shall enter in the circle of winners
They was payin' them bitches, I was payin' attention
Marching our way through the crypts of the dead
Taking his land by command
Killing our victims and taking no slaves
Hitler's final third reich
Engines are roaring the warheads ablast
The destroyer claims their fate
Hells legions armies
They march to defy
Lucifer takes his wait
Obeying this task by our leaders will
Death camps have taken their toll
The cold winds of winter are present forever
Destroyers claim their fate
Fighting our way through the mist of the night
Taking the life from young souls
Marching our armies prepared to fight
The cities all laid destroyed
Machineguns are firing the tanks are ablast
Bombing our way through hell
Generals smiling destruction strikes
Our armies have done well
Obeying this task by our leaders will
Death camps have taken their toll
The cold winds of winter are present forever
Destoyers claim their fate
Though the dead have trapped us in
We'll break the pact a deadly whim
Faisoned hammers wielded straight
Cursing us back to hell's gates
Black magic force that's taken it's course
The world lives in fear
The death calls are near
Awaiting this task battle at last
The worlds left to defy
Now's the time for you to die
Marching our way through the crypts of the dead
Taking his land by command
Killing our victims and taking no slaves
Hitler's final third reich
Engines are roaring the warheads ablast
The destroyer claims their fate
Hells legions armies
They march to defy
Lucifer takes his wait
Obeying this task by our leaders will
Death camps have taken their toll
The cold winds of winter are present forever
Destoyers claim their fate
This world so trife
Your money or your life
Yea keep your kids keep your wife
Money or your life
(Give it up)
This world so trife (so trife)
Your money or your life (west coast)
Yea keep your kids keep your wife
Money or your life
I got that gang bang mentality, movie after movie
Can't get it outta me who wanna battle me?
Mouths a Uzi I thumbtack your ass to the concrete
Treat you like a floozy
The pyroclastic flow that I lay
Will turn this fucking booth into Pompeii
Now what will I do in broad day
I turn Broadway into a hallway
Motherfuckers wanna know the herbs and spices
They come to me and wanna know what my advice is
I'm spiritual nigga like Jesus Christ is
And lyrical bitch I'm bout the nicest
Content longevity
Plus I spit shit that sit on your brain nigga heavily
I could do this shit till I'm 70
On the Vegas strip yea there I be
This world (this world) so trife (so trife)
Your money or your life
Keep your kids keep your wife
Money or your life
(give it up)
This world so trife (so trife)
Your money or your life (you know)
Keep your kids keep your wife
Money or your life
Now I get that money make that cheddar
Play a double header we can do better
You can get wetter blown out your sweater
So much game need dick ride better
Now Helen and Keller can read this letter
Twenty third space if you read out for better
I'm a go getter yous a point setter
Pointing at me like you got a vendetta
Boy you know better
They used to call me, cube the impaler
Ask Jerry Heller
You the kind of fella that look for Cinderella
I'm the kind of fella that steal a umbrella
Now this ain't a dis, don't tell rockafella
And don't exorcise the ghost of Makivella'
But I just got to be the best storyteller
A tough slick rick in with this a Capella
(ask yela')
This world (ask trella) so trife
Your money or your life (grand wizard)
Keep your kids keep your wife
Money or your life
This world so trife (so trife)
Your money or your life (gotta have it)
Yea keep your kids keep your wife
Money or your life
O.M.G is down with us
Doughboy is down with us
W.C .is down with us
Crazy goons is down with us
Snoop dogg is down with us
Warren g is down with us
Ice t is down with us
Dr.
I'll get this one, put it on my card
I get frequent flier miles and a book of upgrades
So next visit the third world I won't have to fly second class
The people's revolution is gonna be a podcast
We took the bus to the anarchist's bookfair
I left the Hybrid at home
I scored an extremely rare signed copy of
The communists manifesto
We protested the G8
Got maced by female police
In hot black uniforms and boots
I got one's e-mail address
Still I'm waiting to see if my bid on eBay was enough
To get "Today's Empires, Tomorrow's Ashes" on Soviet red vinyl
It's going on the wall next to "The Battle of Los Angeles"
Got me breathing with dragons
I crack the egg on you bastard
Why you step to the master
Like you sick with this
I really do this shit
You not equivalent to the Kdot the almighty
Watch this, I will body anybody in the crowd
You want me john gotti, couldn't see me
You peeping this is freestyle off
Top of the dome
I'll let you know why every other
Rapper need to go home
This a new verse, I put rappers in new hearse
I take rappers to new church
Who wanna see me, you first
Then him second, then you third
Nouns, my verbs battle these words
Nigga that shit is absurd
OK if I'm 2nd or I'm 3rd
Whatever he just said you heard
But I'm coming through and I think
That I got a new verse
Goin' off the top of the dome
I'm really tryna change the way that
I've been livin' at home i'm really doin' it
Nigga I be doin' this
Nigga I come through with this
Nigga I will do it and I
Swear I am so studious
Nigga I'm a student and I peeped
The way you did it
Now I'm bout to do it off of
The top of the fuckin' tip
If you bout to do off of the top
Then fucking did it
If you say that you the best
Then nigga won't you admit it
I see you got the waves in
Your hair i been there back in 8th grade
When the pussy i was scared
But now im seeing all kinds
Of woman in peripheral
This is individual, this here is a ritual
This here is spiritual
This is not rap, this is god body
Nigga this ain't nothing close to lyrical
Shit all I'm sayin now is I agree with you
I been grownin' in it like I
Was a tree with you
Now I'm tryna do it like I was
A seed and I grew up
And now I'm blessed like
I just sneezed hachew i really appreciate it
I really appreciate you callin
Me up cause I'm
Out here and I'm ballin' it up
Taking the biggest shots
And now I been getting' it
Tryna spend the biggest knots
Cause I'm really out here tryna
Grind for my family
Tryna go off of that energy
I know you feel my "inner G"
My brotha was from Piru
My pops was from what's he was
Raised out on Grape Street
Well if ya brother was from Piru
And your partna was from Watts
Then you should already know
About them Compton blocks
All my niggas that's with me is from the city
All my niggas hold choppas and
They be with me and this is TDE this is
Stri-stri- strictly for my
Niggas and bitches tell me you with me
(crowd roar)
You see that scream right there
Thats that scream that every
Other rapper scared
Thats that scream that every
Other clapper scared
They don't want shoot back
If they did they would get bitch slapped like
My nigga Snoop Dogg back in '94
This is Kurupt flow this is the LBC shit
This the Compton DPGTDE shit
Fuck with me shit
Make some noise for my nigga
My name is Troi Breeze
Make some noise for Troi Breeze
Radio jams are the part of the cycle
Eazy-er said than dunn yeah that's the title
Rubbin' the lady's only the fly ones ya know
(M.C. ren: but would if she's lucky)
Eazy come eazy go
Don't ask to battle me home boy what's that
You want to battle me boy ya better be strapped
'Cause where I'm from it ain't all about that playin'
Now that's what I'm sayin'
Sevy thought that I was born in '73
Now everybody want's to know the a-g-e
Girls on the tip fellaz too it seemed
Had everybody thinkin' I was only fifteen
The fellaz would annoy me
The ladyz would adore me
And what was I to do
I wishin' nothin' lady's do
'Cause the ladyz I luv 'em
Nice and then soft
I hate male groupies so just step the hell off
I'm the real eazy cause others be fakin'
Tryin' to game fame off the name I'm makin'
Sayin' on your records you could get some
Yo home boy its eazy-er said than dunn.
First the sheep next the shepherd
Chuck's run amok multiplying like leopards
Spots em up the long bombs a record
A long shot three minutes fifteen seconds
If I was cloned never would I be alone
Just the two of us motherfuck the Lexus
Strange fruit be hangin' in Texas
Rope be holdin the necks
Poison politics affects us
Get my flow on a show of flexes
Got too much love above
For the battle of the sexes
Now I won't go as far as romancin' myself
Or dancin' with wolves or runnin' with the bulls
Shit I be in two places at one time
Split spaces with one rhyme
Get three nickels outta one dime
First the sheep next the shepherd
Fill generation gaps with mad raps
Get slapped
Give four smacks the hell on back
Be the father son and the holy ghost
As I represent both the east and the west coasts
Whatever that's worth three sixty
The planet earth that's the whole black man's turf
Now I be the rational national
Ever present international
Spy with the third eye against the conquer and divide
Now with three of me I can run a country
Make apocalypse quit do mad shit on the side
I go on with my bad self if I had four of myself
I would sacrifice two to get that slave outta you
In my eyes be the anger of the furious five
Flashbacks cut across psycho tracks
Been there done that and I swung a big bat
Like that there it is I be the startin' six pack
First the sheep next the shepherd
The east to the west south to the north
The music might switch the rhymes never fall off
Non alcoholic avoiding the bomb
In abortion clinics I be the hero up in it
Jack the cracker dat did it
Now the magnificent seven
Hip hop gangsta rappin'
Holdin' it down makin' it happen
From Oakland to Manhattan
If I was eight I be damn great
City to city state to state
Won't never be too much on my plate
Flow like Watergate
With nine of mine
I'd get piece of mine
Again and again
With that power of ten men
Duplicated by the split
Of one mean gene an shit
Back to the lab
With them scientific crabs, what next?
Into the motherland
The German army march
In the Soviet Union summer 1943
Tanks line up in thousands as far the eye can see
Ready for the onslaught
Ready for the fight
Waiting for the axis to march into a trap
Mines are placed in darkness
In the cover of the night
Waiting to be triggered
When the time is right
Imminent invasion, imminent attack
Once the battle started
There's no turning back
The end of the third Reich draws near
It's time has come to an end
The end of an era is here
It's time to attack!
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