Forced March
What's up we gonna go down the line baby
Brand new one from the Call O Da Wild
Give big shouts to money makin Manhattan
145th street crews, 155th street crews
All my niggaz on the East Side
We gonna flip the track baby, flip the script like this
Big shouts to all the weed spots and all that who know how we do
Me things no money sat on Monies chicks
Fillin Barcadi on club seats
Harm's represent the crease on wise fully feet harmly accriminate
Futuristic kittens of the street all malfunction seats
Crews stand like mannequins sportin names is Tim's
7 Words
I'll never be the same, breaking decency
Don't be tree trunk, don't fall on my living roots
I've been humming too many words, got a weak self esteem
That's been stomped away from every single dream
But it's something else that brought us peace
Keep it all inside 'til we feel we can't unleash
But I think that you made it up, I think that your mind is gone
I think you shouldn't have glorified, NOW YOU'RE WRONG
SUCK (12 times)
YOU'RE FUCKED IN THE HEAD
SUCK (10 times)
SUCK ME BITCH
You and me, out here alone
Face flat along the edge of the grass
But I'm not here to preach, I'm just sick of direction
My parents made me strong to lift up that glass
So why should I try, act like I'm a little pissed off
With all that shit that needs to stay back in the shelf
Your punk ass made it up, and your fuckin' mind is gone
Shoud've never glorified, NOW YOU'RE RIGHT
SUCK (12 times)
BIG FUCKIN' MONEY
SUCK (10 times)
SUCK ME
Shut up you don't know me, shut up you don't know me
Squeal like a pig when you BIG FUCKING, BIG FUCKING, APE
Well I'll tell you about my ball scratch
What's coming back jack, well dirtbag
Curse for in their words, whether not your fuckin' with hurt
I'm making no sense, what's coming as I jump in ya
I think I'm something naughty, or most anybody
So thinking of me by now, but you go grab it
And I can't think for who I am, this shit
I belong where they be, 'cause we can not give back those lives
We exist to cease, understand
God hates blacks sheeps, and all the players
Mr. P.I.G., could I fuckin' see
Sure already done crushed all of my brother's dignity
And to the jury, can't be no turns on my skin, this color
Does that mean I'm burnt
'Cause your punk ass made it up, your fuckin' mind was gone
Should've never glorified, WRONG
SUCK (11 times)
YOU'RE FUCKED IN THE HEAD
SUCK (10 times)
SUCK YOU BITCH