more your dirty stain In my sleep you come you creep In my veins the pain runs deep And I creep I crawl, I seethe and I crave I wither, I waste, alone
chin Follows next a period spannin' Four long years with James Buchanan Then the South starts shootin' cannon And we've got a civil war A war, a war
under fallin charum leads to send up on the earth Mix things with daughters with men Since poured from birth the worth for the others Go to war with my
in the street Your daddy's in the gutter with the wretched and the poor Your mama's in the kitchen with a can of Cycle Four There's garbage in the water
we gon' show you who you are messin' with That's why I started a war in this rap game You got to hit hard And let them now who they dealin' with Guess
internationnally acclaimed 'Around the world Revue' entitled 'Around the world in 80 ways!' And now, he-e-e-ere's Vicki!! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Around the world
to you And Junior Mafia that clique ain't scared to move So they took precautions, grenades from all force And professional marksman with four fours of war
it's sorta dark For niggas that's flooded with ice, my thought's the ark Performing warming arts with some shit for the heart Don't fuck with radio, ignoring
key and watch TV I press the key and watch TV (sound bites) "stay with us we'll be right back" "world news" "on today's program" "es is un programma
the world, nigger, i just bought four plastic... , nigger! it's just p against the world, ..surf the internet... it's p against the world,] you want war
universal scales of humanity, all humanity Forever is findin' a solution to a solution Tsunamis, hurricanes, followin' the trails of the African slave ships War, war and more war
Doctor, I'm like the war on drugs I don't stop, I'm all night vampire blood Underground chud, since a kid I finger painted in the mud, with dirty work
boy became a man (Notice the upcoming success, definition to prospect) (Aha) I'd rather die with them guns in my hands (Notice the upcoming success, definition to prospect) I move with
you intend to step Fuck the battlin', it's World War four, I mean the red form No need to crowd, the name is aroused up in the dead zone New World Order
One, two, one, two, three, four First we got the crack, then we got the gats Then they changed all the laws, it was a set up Lockin' all the young homies
' backwards, just for practice Ride or die nigga, hoppin' in your casket 'Bout to go to Hell with you, blow the L with you Tell the whole world I'm spittin
skelter Kids, Mom and Dad in the shelter Cowering with flag held high American will never die Make plans to rise once more And be ready for World War Four
thirty off the head with cold dumplings Niggaz jump when the AK bark Crystal grip pump, make the gun niggaz spark You dig? Niggaz ready for war Been carryin' the world