and wrong way round Infight, outright, uptight, downright, inside out Back to front Fight on the beaches and back home streets Welcoming in with outclenched hands Standing on others
Take a look around you all is dead A good look around makes me see red What have they done to us Taken all the fun from us We might as well stay all
[Chorus:] Hey I hear you calling Mr Fire Coal-Man Come and do your work You never see smoke without fire What you reap you got to sow, now repeat [
69 it was fine you say but by 79 it's gonna be mine I say 71 rang the knell 72 we went through hell 73 & 74 only gave us more bloody bloody bloody bore
All things are relative with cousins everywhere Hard-nosed blue-eyed boys, intelligent and fair You gotta pitch in for your kith and kin Holding the
always someone to get the better of you suffer in silence now or else go work for others not yourself don't make no noise don't make no fuss cause then you're the others
It seems so easy in the light of day And when we`re there it always feels OK But then again I`m so alone when I am by myself And can I ever count on
Though up till then I'd thought that what I had was fine I realised then as the earth moved that first time that I had had more here inside just waiting
it You can't say crap on the radio Of course we teach freedom of speech But say as we say and not what we preach We know your sort you little guttersnipe
chicken finger lickin' deep fried I ate a dead body, but don't tell, I lied I just ate my first dead body last week Still got a finger nail caught in
not meant for you Little Dickie, use your eyes, it means no penis need aplly There's no sex, only fucking Everyone's got a hole and everyone's got stiff little fingers
we were good enough for no one, no how You had us take it or leave it, it's the best deal you're gonna get right now son a little dig here, a little word
All your hopes are built on hate I can't see any way out Of this hell that you create [Chorus] I wish you could see yourself As others all see you
on dubs 140 thousand the first week... UHHH! [Fat Joe] All these niggaz wanna front trill with them stiff faces Till them niggaz lyin still up in stiff
Details at 11." [Violent J] Dead bodies, dead bodies all over the street Fifty-five, sixty-five bodies at least I hang with the stiffs till the break
, the Dead Body Man! Ahahaha! Dead bodies, dead bodies all over the street Fifty-five, sixty-five bodies atleast I hang with the stiffs till the break
you need him, he's internally bleedin Little Ant's barely breathin but he gotta stay eatin So he robs again but this time he all smoked out He put his finger
