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There's something about the way we fit
There's something about this psycho trip
There's something about the way we groove
Something's got me and I just can't seem to choose
I want you
I hate you
The one I love I hate
But the sex is great
The one I love I hate
So I contemplate
The one I love I hate
But the sex is great
There's something about the way we slide
There's something about this psycho ride
There's something about the things we do
Something's got me and I just can't seem to choose
One... Two... Fuck you
Never say no
I'm ready to go
We're out of control
But I can't let you go
There's something about the way we fit
There's something about this psycho bitch
The one I love I hate
But the sex is great
The one I love I hate
I could suffocate
The one I love I hate
But the sex is great
I love to hate you
I love to hate you
Bitch
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Fuck tha police comin’ straight from the underground
A mother fucker got it bad cause I’m loud
I’m not a carbon copy so police think they have the authority
To kill a minority
Fuck that shit cause I ain’t the one
For a punk mother fucker with a badge and a gun
To be beatin’ on and throwin’ in jail
We can go toe to toe in the middle of a cell
Fuckin’ with me cause I’m a teenager
With a little bit of dough and a pager
Searchin my car lookin’ for the product
Yeah mother fucker, I’m sellin’ narcotics
You’d rather see me in the pen
Then me and my friends
All rollin’ in a benz
Beat a police out of shape
And when I’m finished, bring the yellow tape
To tape off the scene of a the slaughter
Still gettin’ strong off bread and water
I don’t know if they’re fags or what
Searchin’ me down and grabbin’ my nuts
A mother fucker on the war path
And when I’m finished, it’s gonna be a blood bath
of cops dyin’ on my way
yeah I got somethin’ to say
FUCK THA POLICE
FUCK THA POLICE
FUCK THA POLICE
FUCK THA POLICE
Fuck tha police and I said it with authority
Cause my people on the streets are the majority
Lights are flashin’ behind me
But you’re a scared little faggot so you mace me to blind me
But that shit don’t work I just laugh
Cause it gives ‘em a hint not to step in my path
police I’m sayin’ fuck you punk
Read my rights and shit, it’s all junk
Pullin’ out a silly club so you stand
With a fake ass badge and a gun in your hand
But take off the gun so you can see what’s up
And we’ll go at it punk and I’m gonna fuck you up
Make you think I’m gonna kick your ass
But drop your gat and I’m gonna blast
Takin’ out a ploice will make my day
A mother fucker like me don’t give a fuck to say
FUCK THA POLICE
FUCK THAPOLICE
FUCK THA POLICE
FUCK THA POLICE
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We don't know what to believe
We only go by the t.v.
I don't know but I will fight
I won't let my brothers die
Stand up
Stand tall
All for one and one for all
Kill the fucking enemy
Kill the fucking enemy
Burn burn burn the mother fuckers down
Kill the fucking enemy
Kill the fucking enemy
Burn burn burn the mother fuckers to the ground
I cannot hide from your disease
The more you die the more I breathe
I won't go blind for your lies
I will not die, you will die
Stand up
Stand tall
Hit em now and we watch em fall
Burn burn burn mother fucker
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I don't need diamond rings or highpriced suits that shine
Limosines and flashy things or ancient bottled wine
Designer names and lavish things and million dollar hair
Bonny Dames without a brain I never really cared
I dont care nothin about it wow yeah
I dont care for slitzy things or a fancy neighborhood
Glamour games or plastic fame or the king of Hollywood
Dazzling flamboyant things or a top hat onmy head
Or modeling for magazines and to be a debonaire
I dont care nothing about it wow yeah
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Now is the time
For me to step into your mind, listen up
Cause now is the time
For me to stand and be the one
Second to none
And time for you
To stand and be
The man that I am
The man
Now is the time
What are you waiting for
Now is the time
For me to step into the light, step it up
Cause now is the time
Now is my time
Now is our time
Now is the time
For me to stand up for the right
And I'm ready and willing to fight
For the master plan of the man
With the jam has the upper hand
Here I am
Now is the time
What are you waiting for
Now is the time
Now is the time
For me to rise above the crowd
And I'm doing it loud and proud
For the master plan I begin
With the jam here I am
Now is the time
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I don't know why
I'm paralyzed
If you don't get it you never will get it
If you just don't get it get out the way
Move
Motivation
Get into the groove
Motivation
I'm hypnotized
I don't know why I don't know
Why should I try
If you don't get it you never will get it
If you just don't get it get out the way
Get on your feet
I don't know why
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Bring it on
You say a lot of things
A lot of things you never do
Who'd want too be like you
And I really don't give a shit about the world
That job's for you
I just sit back and do the things that I want to
What you started ends with me
Get in line because I'm bringing it out
Get up tight because I'm bringing it outs
Step outside and we can bring it on out
Bring it on out bring it on
You do a lot of things
A lot of things you shouldn't do
It may catch up with you
And I really don't give a shit about the world
That cry's for you
I just sit back and do the things that I want to
What you started ends with me
Bring it on
Bring it
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Here's to tomorrow baby
I'm feelin sick
Complain the whole world's angry
You make me sick
With each crime you proceed me
You stuck me with the rest
Everytime you mess with me
I'll put you to the test
Bang bang bang in your head fucker
Bang bang bang you're dead fucker
Here's to tomorrow maybe
I'm getting sick
For everytime you harass me
I'll put on in your head
I gave up on society
And everything you've said
Have it your way
Bang bang bang in your head fucker
Bang bang bang you're dead fucker
And you're dead fucker
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