Who gon grant you to be. RACIST. Who gon grant you to be. RACIST. Who gon grant you to be. RACIST. That's not my style. Get the fucc outta here. . [Repeat].
[Chorus x2]. This is my rain dance. (So let it rain). This is my rain dance. (I'mma let it rain). This is my rain dance. Sorry if I rained on your parade.
[Anybody Killa]. Retalition is a must. Watch your back. Stay on que. Shoulda never fucked with us. Now you got me after you. Devious and beady eyes. Quick to jump and take your life.
I'm as crazy as I wanna be, ain't no stopping me. Buck wild, tearing up the streets in the D. Just a native with some war paint actin a fool. And some of ya'll be doing the same things too.
[Violent J]. Mop up the floor with that bullshit. Cause I'mma stick and move. I'mma stick and move anybody. Do anything. to get what I need. To take care of me and mine.
Hehehehehe. Hahahahaha. Hahahahaha. . Chorus(x4). Im so muddy. Youre so muddy. Were so muddy. Lets get muddy. . I swing a hatchet like a warrior. Told you all the dirty history my life observed.
Hey man you alright?. No. I seen how your ol girl was coming down on you. Yeah. What happened? Your pops found out you lost that job and shit. mmm-hmmm.
Everybody running acting like they don't know where they going [x6]. . As I walk through the trails of life I get so disturbed. So little time with so much to learn.
You ever chase after Death?. People chase after Death everyday. (Chasing after you, and you never see it coming). And don't even realize. But watch out, watch out, ya never know when it's gonna.
[Shaggy 2 Dope]. See most motherfuckers is scared to kill a motherfucker. It takes three of us working on this track that ain't scared of shit. Killa give it to em motherfucker.
Roll, Roll, wooo. . Hey, ho (hey, ho). I'm always out of control. Steady moving this is how we roll. Only streets know where we go. Cause I ain't got to stay in one place.
What do u want from me?. Be the question, don't you think that I gave you enough?. What about the time I took you out and just bought you all types of crazy stuff.
Today you woke up with the same damn dream. You got some great ideas but you got no self esteem. And you try but you're stuck and no one gives a fuck but you can't give up.
It began like any other day. Same mundane, same headache on the road for a show to play. Got to get up, gotta get going. Cant's in the back, blaze up he starts flowing.
I sit and listen It's my addiction. Can't retort feelings cuz they're all missin. Self confliction just creates twitching. And no one is here to stop all my unhealthy traditions.
I let it all in and I let it all out. People don't understand what this is about. Now I know that everything they said was a lie. We feel so alive but every day we die.
Help me now and tell me what to do. I can't believe what was never true. I can't pretend that I wasn't fucking there. And I know you don't believe that I didn't even care.
Just another mother fucker dead for the wrong reasons. He says he's coming back but he keeps on leaving. He's breathing he's trying to keep his faith.
Tell me what I got to do so I can make it alright. Tell me what I got to do so I can sleep through the night. I need a change just to get you out my head.
Ohhh, another one gone. Another one lost alone and along the way. To the place I stay. It's been a few years been a few months been a couple weeks three days.