[Verse 1: MF DOOM]
Wreak havoc, beep-beep, it’s mad traffic,
Sleek and lavish people speakin’ leaking to the maverick,
He see as just another felony drug arrest,
Any day could be the one he pick the wrong thug to test.
Slug through the vest, shot in the street
For pullin’ heat on a father whose baby’s gotta eat,
And when they get hungry, it ain’t shit funny,
Paid to interfere with how a brother get his money.
Now, who’s the real thugs, killers and gangsters?
Set the revolution, let the things bust and thank us,
When the smoke clear, you can see the sky again,
There will be the chopped off heads of Leviathan.
My friend, they call ’em strangers,
Anybody talk to him end up in some danger.»
Can’t reform ’em.
[Verse 2: MF DOOM]
They pray four times a day, they pray five,
Who ways is strange when it’s time to survive?
Some will go of they own free will to die,
Others take them with you when they blow sky high.
What’s the difference? All you get is lost children,
While the bosses sit up behind the desks, it cost billions
To blast humans in half, into calves and arms,
Only one side is allowed to have bombs.
It’s like makin’ a soldier drop his weapon,
Shootin’ him, and tellin’ him to get to stepping,
Obviously, they came to portion up his fortune,
Sounds to me like that old robbery/extortion.»
Ya can’t reform ’em…that Mary was going around with an old flame. That burned me up, because I know he was just feeding her a line! But the guy really spent his money like water.
I think he was connected, so I left. Outside it was raining cats and dogs. I was feeling mighty blue, and everything looked black. But I carried on!
Исполнитель: MF DOOM