just a shot away War, children, it's just a shot away just a kiss away
Mazars and Deutsche Bank could have ended this nightmare before it started. They could still get him out of office. But instead, they want mass death. Don’t forget that.
This is the age of machinery, A mechanical nightmare, The wonderful world of technology, Napalm hydrogen bombs biological warfare, This is the twentieth century, But too much aggravation It's the age of insanity, What has become of the green pleasant fields of Jerusalem. Ain't got no ambition, I'm just disillusioned I'm a twentieth century man but I don't want to be here. My mama said she can't understand me She can't see my motivation Just give me some security, I'm a paranoid schizoid product of the twentieth century. You keep all your smart modern writers Give me William Shakespeare You keep all your smart modern painters I'll take Rembrandt, Titian, Da Vinci and Gainsborough, Girl we gotta get out of here We gotta find a solution I'm a twentieth century man but I don't want to die here. I was born in a welfare state Ruled by bureaucracy Controlled by civil servants And people dressed in grey Got no privacy got no liberty 'cause the twentieth century people Took it all away from me. Don't want to get myself shot down By some trigger happy policeman, Gotta keep a hold on my sanity I'm a twentieth century man but I don't want to die here. My mama says she can't understand me She can't see my motivation Ain't got no security, I'm a twentieth century man but I don't want to be here. This is the twentieth century But too much aggravation This is the edge of insanity I'm a twentieth century man but I don't want to be here
Mazars and Deutsche Bank could have ended this nightmare before it started. They could still get him out of office. But instead, they want mass death. Don’t forget that.
Now, I don't push a Lex Others had their turn to flex, Jeru is up next All these so called players up in the rap game Got brothers on the corner selling cooked cocaine It used to be LaToya and jim hats But now it's Uzis, Macs and G-packs of cracks Everybody's psycho or some type of good fellow But me I keep it real that's all swine like jello Don't drink Cristal, and I can't stand Mo Never received currency for moving a kilo Or an ounce, make em bounce to this fake-pimp-free flow I never knew hustlers confessed in stereo Or on video get caught you'll know who turned state's Evidence, murder weapon, confession and fingerprints Mama always said watch what comes out your mouth Tight case for the DA from here to down South Knowledge wisdom understanding like King Solomon's wealth You're a player but only because you be playing yourself
With all that Big Willie talk, hop, you're, playin' yaself With all that big gun talk, bop, you're, playin' yaself With all that rah rah rah, you're, playin' yaself You're, playin' yaself, you're, playin' yaself
With all that rah rah rah, you're, playin' yaself With all that big gun talk, bop, you're, playin' yaself With all that Big Willie talk, hop, you're, playin' yaself You're, playin' yaself, you're, playin' yaself
Now these ladies is looking pretty from city to city I refined a few I met, around the country The nitty gritty, it's all reality, no question Actual fact like tight jeans cause yeast infections And sisters with good minds, get no respect when Their ass is all hanging out, playing the bar section Of the club shake what your mama gave ya, back to the lab I drop the truth, cause rhyming is more than just my craft Or a way to get ass, or fast cash, or blasted Black women, make sure you're respected When niggas is kicking that old off the wall shit, let em know From jump: "Dead it", you're not ignorant Knowledge wisdom understanding is the key to wealth Put some clothes on that ass if you respect yourself
With those hooker type wears hon you're, playin' yaself With those skin tight jeans baby you're, playin' yaself Everything all exposed you're, playin' yaself You're, playin' yaself, you're, playin' yaself
Everything all exposed you're, playin' yaself With those skin tight jeans baby you're, playin' yaself With those hooker type wears hon you're, playin' yaself You're, playin' yaself, you're, playin' yaself
Now, I don't bust a Tec, bubble drugs In the projects, or use mics to sell sex Niggas, nowadays is all about this So much ying yang, it's ridiculous If you got so much cheese where are the black distributors And these record companies shake em down like mobsters But impostors, like commercial locks are not rastas Always faking moves, never, making moves Asses shake, bottles pop, the government is breaking down you fools You work all week and give the devil back his loot for jewels And the steak on your plate is filled with chemicals Still, brothers leave brothers all battered and bruised On the streets, won't see snakes on my feet The race is on, but I won't compete In this competition, because I have a greater mission I hope that you listen Knowledge wisdom and understanding brings, long life And health, think anything else and ya playin' yaself
So all that Big Willie talk, hop, you're, playin' yaself And all those skin tight jeans hon you're playin' yaself And all that rah rah rah, you're, playin' yaself You're, playin' yaself, you're, playin' yaself
And all those hooker type wears baby you're playin' yaself And all that big gun talk money you're playin' yaself Everything all exposed you're, playin' yaself You're, playin' yaself, you're, playin' yaself
Mazars and Deutsche Bank could have ended this nightmare before it started. They could still get him out of office. But instead, they want mass death. Don’t forget that.