Non Phixion Four W's Lyrics

(old man talkin)
Why havent you learned anythin? Its all there!
Its all there in Toynbee and those books on the shelf
supression breeds violence
your gonna raise the curfew an hour?
would you look outside! you see that kid?
last week he just wanted to get laid
now he wants to kill somebody

chorus
Why? why you feel the need to hold me down?
Who? Who the hell is you to think you down?
Where? where you gonna be in two thousand and two?
scratching *Take these words home an think it through*

Check the scary facts,look at where we at, terrorist
prototherias,known to carry gats,so we interact
take it back,fourteen ninty-two
the devil send over the crew
in america the devil grew
to the current time now politicians be the devilish
forever rich,barbarian heritage,forever sick
inject a microchip into my d___
see these criminals who rob our tribe,pleading the fifth
and a mental slavery continues,if it was food
it'd be their favorite dish on the imperalist menu
we fight to liberate your mind state
but all i see is the f___in crack rock,the body count
and the crime rate,notice the life and death cycle
about the wit or wit the rifle
like Malcom x and Stokenly Carlmichael
sharpen the stainless steel sherrigan
anti-american,walking the west bank
like a desert storm vendorin

chorus(repeat twice)

I wanna be the catalyst for every street lyricist
I wanna see this movement like it was in eighty-six
I'd free every son from crimes he aint commit
I'd want purges on the guillotine with their neck split
I'd sell the brooklyn bridge to a Saudi for an Audi
and i'd say,it was pro-per-ty of the kings county
I'd reverse the effect of physical neglect
I want hoes in front of mirrors askin,wheres my self respect?
I'd want Ralph Lauren to get down with Karl Kani
want rode-o drive smack in the middle of Southside
I really want the latin quarterback open
a pack of newport for fifty cent and a quarter for a token

chorus(one time)

sabac blow to stab a rap chemist,did by a menace
feel the highlights of life through the roots of John Flugen
consequences, the moon shape is in a quarter
twenty heads just got slaughtered from the stress of a new yorker
check the laws of orca the holy tokens how we built it
life's filled with smoke and p___ and drinking cho-co-filthy
four and three sixty for non phixion be the obvious
we never jake,eliminate fake,stay alive in this,survivalist
overcome reflections of my inner demons
my mind relate to crime like fertile eggs relate to s____s
I close my eyes like I was decesed,envision peace
that refuel from the sun in the east

chorus(repeat twice)

this rap may shatter your fate or strengthen it
or you will end-er you
my temperaments foul like tenaments
I feel you sensing it
to get a horror deeper than prophecies
planning your own arrest like jesus tell me you stoppin me
jerusalim sun down on a hill
three bodies suspended crookedly,they booking me
my back's against the wall with ones they pushin me
its stated,like rightgeous kings in the line of David
never mercedes all them others made that got me jaded
facing a agony,victorious,call me mak-a-beez,apocalyptic
hexing my rivalries through chemistry
its drama time,shootin shy guys rocking econoline
sitting on pick and trying to catch core slippin on punchlines

chorus(repeat 3 times)