I got something to say.
Why don't you hear me out?
I got something to say.
Don't you make me shout!
I got something to say
for those who will listen
Project boys spout the real shit
You'll hear it no question.
I got a word for all the gents
the ones that use there heads
and I'm not talking about the one with the brains and the eyeballs
I'm talking about the one with the viens and the testicles.
was it the short of colonge
or the feel of the bone
that made you think a girl was just a bitch to get down on?
you appaul me, a city boywith wants just like you,
but at least I can keep my partner at bay, unlike you
see, maybe it was my unbringing
good natured home
Ya know, the American dream?
but when did that dream become about losing your dignity
for a pair of tits and the drinking scene?
a dream? Give me a break
its a mother fucking tragedy
that you are considered in the same race as me
I could go on forever schooling your asses
but fuck it, you won't hear me though I speak to the masses
You'll never gain respect from me
you'll never see a props from me
The people who will listen will destroy you and divide you
Trap ypu like rats and then baby you'll die too
like the first and the last
all the same
Your kids will be spitting what I preach
gospelled and tame
you'll just cower in fear at the sound of my name
A XIII mother fuckers!
from the darkness I came!