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Goodie Mob - Cell Therapy lyrics
When the scene unfolds Young girls thirteen years old Expose themselves to any Tom Dick and Hank Got mo' stretch marks than these hoes Hollin they got rank See Sega aint in this new world order Dem experimenting in Atlanta Georgia United Nations overseas they trained assassins to do search and seize Aint knocking or asking Dem coming for niggas like me Po' white trash like they Tricks like her back in slavery Concentration camps lace with gas pipes lines Inferno's outdoors like they had back When Adolf Hitler was living in 1945 Listen to me now, believe me Later on in the future look it up Where they say it? Aint no more Constitution In the event of a race war Places like operation heartbreak hotel Moments tear until air tight vents seat off despair Dem say expect no mercy Foot you should be my least worries got to deal with Where my W-2's, 1099's Unmarked black helicopters swoop down And try to put missiles in mines Who's that peeking in my window POW nobody now Me and my family moved in our apartment complex A gate with the serial code was put up next The claim that this community is so drug free But it don't look that way to me cause I can see The young bloods hanging out at the sto 24/7 Junkies looking got a hit of the blo it's powerful Oh you know what else they tryin to do Make a curfew especially for me and you the traces of the new world order Time is getting shorter if we don't get prepared People it's gone be a slaughter My mind won't allow me to not be curious My folk don't understand so they don't take it serious But every now and then, I wonder If the gate was put up to keep crime out or to keep our ass in Who's that peeking in my window POW nobody now Listen up little niggaz I'm talking to you About what yo little ass need to be going through I fall a victim too and I know I shouldn't smoke so much But I do with the crew everybody on the average 'bout 4 or 5 I'm lucky to be alive at sunrise now I realize the cost After I lost my best friend Bean I recognize as a King Who am I to tell you to stop smokin Now you're open to disease and colds And aint 16 years old, this shit has got to stop Let's take a walk through detox I want outta this hold I'm in a cell under attack Loc up folks they in the hood, got an eye on every move I make open your face to info you aint know Cause it's kept low how the new world plan Reeks the planet without the black man So what's your angle, try to separate me from the blood is disrespect like coming in my home and not Wiping your feet on tha rug the Citron Absolut has got me bucking no hang with no phony lookout for the man with tha mask and the white pony On my back are bills staying off my toes always on my heels Insane, plain, soldiers coming in the dark by plane To enforce the new system by reign Tag my skin with your computer chip Run your hand over tha scanner to buy you dish now No more fishing for your fish Kiss tha days of tha old days past ways gone Mind blown, conception, protection My name on your selections but I caught you coming POW! Who's that peeking in my window POW nobody now |
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