Your construction Smells of corruption I manipulate to recreate This air to ground saga Gotta launder my karma I said hallelujah to the sixteen loyal fans Youll get down on your muthafuckin knees And its time for your sickness again Come on and tell me what you need Tell me what is making you bleed We got two more minutes and We gonna cut to what you need So one of six so tell me One do you want to live And one of seven tell me Is it time for your muthafuckin ass to give Tell me is it time to get down on your muthafuckin knees Tell me is it time to get down
Im blown to the maxim Two hemispheres battlin Im blown to the maxim Two hemispheres battlin Suckin up, one last breath Take a drag off of death
Hey mr. policeman Is it time for getting away Is it time for driving down the mother fuckin road And running from your ass today
Now tell me if do you agree Or tell me if Im makinyou bleed I got a few more minutes and Im gonna cut to what you need So one of six so tell me One do you want to live And one of seven tell me Is it time for your muthafuckin ass to give Tell me is it time to get down on your muthafuckin knees Tell me is it time to get down
Got a revolution behind my eyes We got together and organize Got a revolution behind my eyes We got together and organize Got a revolution behind my eyes We got together and organize You want a revolution behind your eyes We got together and organize