Tekst :

Why do people fear what they don t know?
Constantly lookin at me funny cause my pants swung low
and my hats rocked to the left, all these dirty looks be gettin me stressed.
It s time to dead that.
Testify and get your head wrapped like Arabian cats,
terrorist act s will have you pigs squealin at last.
Wayne County Jail full of noxious gas
got three quarters of your senses massed,
you re left with only the sense of Touch like Tony.
The majority of these boys in blue are phony,
crooked like Saint Ides, instead of tryin to save lives
they out for delph, only tryin to help them self.
They pull me over talkin about a seatbelt, we all know thats bullshit,
the fact is I look suspicious, THATS IT!!
Type of kid to expose corruption,
like crop circles and alien abductions.
Park patrolling toy cop reproductions,
Hunger for power equals negative reprocussions.
Get rushed as if I was rushin with no discussion,
try and cuff me and catch a mild concussion.
I ve taken all the stress I can,
peace America I m movin off to foreign lands
where cops don t place narcotics in innocent hands.
Framin cats just to meet a quota,
searchin everyone with baggy pants and Moterola s.
Thats why I m wild with a camcorder
to catch em slippin when they pull me over,
flip em the bird then I m ghost in my Toyota.
Won t stop writin til this shit cease.
Until someone s there to police the police.

I m sick of all this everyday harassment
(Sick of hopelessly watchin my man gettin his ass kicked, sick of being followed shit is drastic)
Sick of havin visions of black caskets (just because we rock our pants low)
And our hats backwards (These cops is like cancer)
A tumor on our ass (We want answers)
For bad manners (And the use of police scanners)
So we jottin down their numbers (In our pocket planners)
for the day we meet up (With Jim Shapiro) THE HAMMER!

They got this little game that they play, tellin you that you that you done somethin wrong.
Then they flash the badge in your face, and you don t even know whats goin on.
They don t even give you a reasons, orno clue as to what it is you ve done.
You go for your registration, and then they put your ass to sleep
(And tell the chief you reached for heat)
Cops be poppin confiscated glocks with a sack of rocks right under it,
the funny thing is, this murders funded by the government.
Yo they ll kill you and put the crack in your pocket to make it legal,
Illegally plant the confiscated gat right by you in your Regal
and say you shot first, delete you from digital files its lethal.
Most of these cops is see through,
that s why we do what we do.
That s why we tell the truth about what police do,
son they ll issue you a ticket right before they beat you.
I m glad the truth scares you, hit me mr.officer I dare you,
check the rearview, you ll see the camcorder, extended lens too.
You better call for back-up, chew the rest of that crack up,
cause we got you on tape with that girl you raped and handcuffed.
Yeah you shook now, and if you swing on me I m about to fight back.
The man ain t nothin but the klan, but not in white they rockin blue and black.
It s a proven fact cops is just white collared criminals,
they ride in Crown V s injectin neighborhoods with chemicals.
I m tellin you, it all makes sense they killed the president,
sniped him out with one shot then lurked out with all the evidence.
I m speakin relevance, ignorant heads won t try to hear me
cause the truth will make the masses bug out, like Tim Leary.
If you want kids off the streets give us somethin to do,
instead of constant harassment and curfew s (COME ON).
Since when did dreadlocks become probable cause,
totin around a backpack become breakin the law.
Son I m fed up, so get up, stand up like Bob told you
and learn some Tai Bo in case they try to choke hold you.

I m sick of all this everyday harassment
(Sick of hopelessly watchin my man gettin his ass kicked, sick of being called a black bastard)
Sick of havin visions of black caskets (Just because we rock our pants low)
and our hats backwards (These cops is like cancer)
a tumor on our ass, (we want answers)
for bad manners (and the use of police scanners)
So we jottin down their numbers (in our pocket planners)
For the day we meet up (with Jim Shapiro) THE HAMMER!
(I m sick of all this everyday harassment)
Sick of hopelessly watchin my man gettin his ass kicked, sick of being followed shit is drastic
(Sick of havin visions of black caskets) Just because we rock our pants low
(And our hats backwards) These cops is like cancer
(A tumor on our ass) We want answers
(For bad manners) And the use of police scanners
(So we jottin down their numbers) In our pocket planners
(for the day we meet up) With Jim Shapiro THE HAMMER!

Tekst :

I love that how she breathes booze in the mornin
Man, it s so sexy how she can t remember last night
I made a fatal mistake letting her drink again
Well who the hell am I to tell her how to live her life?

And if you could put dumb in a shotglass
I m just another lush who s had one too many in me
And we please don t have enough
I see you stand there, settle for anything, anything s better than lettin her,
Cause she could do better than me
She ll come around eventually

Cause baby girl s a queen
And a queen is just a pawn with a bunch of fancy moves
And she s made me a fiend
I won t be withdrawed cause I got nothing to lose

Oh no,
She s at the bottom of that bottle
She s only one more swallow
From being, you know, so hollow
(Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Bravo, she s at the bottom of that bottle
She s only one more swallow
From being, you know, so hollow

I find it funny she can never find her car keys
Immediately after telling me she can t take it
She makes the cutest faces when she screams obscenities
And slurs her words because she s never not inebrieated
And the front page that I d read
Let the girl go, you know you can do better
It s bad, when the fact that you can t have her
Is the reason you sweat her,
Don t let her take advantage of you
Like the other girls let her
You better cut your losses now buddy.

Cause baby girl s a queen
And a queen s a pawn with a bunch of fancy moves
And she s made me a fiend
I won t be withdrawed cause I got nothing to lose

Oh no,
She s at the bottom of that bottle
She s only one more swallow
From being, you know, so hollow
(Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Bravo, she s at the bottom of that bottle
She s only one more swallow
From being, you know, so hollow

Drown yourself,
It s not worth keeping me
Just put it down right now,
When bow out gracefully
( Cause baby girl s a queen
The queen s the part with a bunch of fancy moves
And she s made me a fiend
I won t be withdrawed cause I got nothing to lose)

Oh no,
She s at the bottom of that bottle
She s only one more swallow
From being, you know, so hollow
(Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Bravo, she s at the bottom of that bottle
She s only one more swallow
From being, you know, so hollow
(Hey! Hey! Hey!...)

Tekst :

It seems like lately time be beatin my ass,
Every step is like a right hook from Iron Mike Tyson in his prime,
It s like my mind is on a tredmill,
I m sweatin bullets,
see the plug but I can t pull it,
This belt just keeps bringin me back,
And every minute is like a tiger uppercut from Sagat,
I m up against these ropes,
and ain t no tellin if I win or not,
These gloves are getting heavy,
it s fight or flight you know how that goes,
Facin clocks is chasin ,
got me dodgin obstacles,
And every hour is like a tightrope I walk with greasy shoes,
Still yet I got my conscience tellin me that I can t lose,
So every time I start slippin ego s start trippin ,
I focus real hard and levitate just like I m GOD,
And I m livin lovely,
I m in the clouds no one above me,
With the gift to differentiate snakes from those that love me,
There s a thin line between happiness and hopeless,
An even thinner line between on point and out of focus,
BUT Back to my story about my fall from glory,
And how I levitate from the fate time put before me,
They say Be patient ,
but what the fuck is patience when my heart is racin ?
Put yourself in my situation,
Try to be humble,
you won t refrain from getting pissed,
When you look down to see you re fallin right through time s abyss,
And start to see visions,
memories you really miss, simple things,
Like your first birthday wish,

Your first girlfriend,
Your first love,
Your first French kiss,
Your first time feeling hate,
The first time you got dissed,
Your first day of school,
Your very first college class,
Your first time touchin titties,
First time you got ass,
Your first time learnin wrong from right,
First lonely night,
The first time you got your ass whooped in
Your first real fight,
Your first triple-double dare,
Your first pubic hair,
Your first time watchin Jason,
Your first nightmare,

That s when you realize that time was your worst nightmare,
And now you re stuck asking yourself Why ain t life fair? ,
You get closer to the bottom,
see the end of your line,
Your first time ever losin this battle with time,
But right before you meet your death,
one more memory left,
The only one that s obsolete was your first breath,

One moon to the next,
Clocks switch when you least expect it and make the simplest shit complex,
The baby face got the planet fooled,
Books get judged by the covers worldwide, coincide with the illest,
The real is just fictional dreams,
No time to deal with two dimensional fiends, shit hit s the fan with every click of a hand,
I ll be a man eventually,
When the kid in me is satisfied, but til the day arrives all I got is eighty-five.

A clock can kill motivation,
that s why I m never rockin a watch,
What s a deadline when you re living on your own time?
I m livin slow, Peter Pan style son,
You didn t know I never grow up,
my mind is set at six years old,
As far as I m concerned this grown-up shit is for the birds,
So pass the skittles,
JuJu Fruits, the Now N Laters, and Nerds,
I m eatin sweets until my teeth fall out and I can t see
And I m deaf in my left ear but my right can hear cause
I m livin happily. So why you mad at me?
Cause your frustrations gave you grey hairs,
99% of your life s spent chasin
American nightmares, (GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE)
I m crazy childish, just check the habits,
I play with my food, pick my nose, and eat it damn it,
Plus I pick my scabs, I be the first to pop a blister,
Cause I m more immature than that cat from Sister-Sister,
If my parents tell me no I m gonna do it anyway,
Experience will make more sense than anything that they could ever say,

Forever playin video games until I m sleepy,
Tony Hawk s Pro Skater, please,
you ll never beat me,
So basically you re better off paying a bill or somethin ,
Your mind is elderly, forty over the hill or somethin ,
I m young at heart,
I ma forever be a kid I m on some Tom Hanks shit,
you ever seen the movie big?
My heart is trapped in 85 the coolest place I ve ever been in my life,
We watchin Smurfs, eatin cinnamon LIFE,
Never knew a crack rock, cause it was Fraggle,
The only pink pussy we knew was Snaggle,
Your mind s in the dirt,
We playin Hungry-Hippo s til our hands hurt,
What do you know about pourin out a whole box of Trix to get the toy out,
(Scared to) go to sleep cause somethin s under your bed,
(And all it) took was one look to get them thoughts out your head,
(And then ya ) fall right to sleep without a worry in mind,
(That s why I) Can t understand why cat s be hurryin time,
And I don t wanna grow up I m a Crab Apple Kid,
And I enjoy the company of people I relate wit ,
But if it comes down to it,
to deal with cat s that I despise,
I just close my eyes and drift away to Eighty-Five

One moon to the next,
Clocks switch when you least expect it and make the simplest shit complex,
The baby face got the planet fooled,
Books get judged by the covers worldwide, coincide with the illest,
The real is just fictional dreams,
No time to deal with two dimensional fiends, shit hit s the fan with every click of a hand,
I ll be a man eventually,
When the kid in me is satisfied, but til the day arrives all I got is eighty-five

Czasem chodzi mą ulicą...
Dziwne to, że sam.
Bez powodu, jak ty.
Jego twarz uniesiona po nimb.
Do mych okien krzyczy
- Chleba!

Czasem chodzi ma ulicą...
W swoich dłoniach ma
Dwoje małych jak pył.
Czy szesnaście lat, matko, da...

Teacher, teacher
There s so much I m longin to know
cause my heart has been all aglow
From the moment we met
Teacher, make me, make me
Make me the teacher s pet

Teacher, teacher
Educate me with a caress
Teach me nothin less than...

Paper-faced, sterilized
Ravenous enough to swallow the lies
What on earth did we do
Before this town invented you
With life exaggerated
You must be so elated

CHORUS
How does it feel now that
Everybody wants you, everybody wants you

Desperate heart

One night, one empty room
One man getting over you
One star, one lonely moon
I make a wish I know will never come true

You ll call my name
And you ll beg me to hold you again
But the truth remains...

Harmless

So I heard you say
I got your getaway
I m on a second trail
As clear as crystal
But it was harmless

It couldn t hurt you
Oh you were helpless
I know you ll
Get through

...