1.Snakes
Lyricist：Bradley E Armstead, Jim Hawkins, Wayne Shorter, Geoff
Wilkinson
Snakes
Headz be talkin' 'bout this and that
Behind backs, chit chat, speakin' on shit
That's off track, lackin' the facts
In my face ya crack smiles all the while
File vile data, scatterin' lies for miles
I know your style
Jealous of me, the face seen on screens
KCB's the MC, son
You wish could be, see but can't
My man's plan rant
Slanderous enhanced chants
Planted to lance by chance, ruinin' my stance
I should blast ya ass, kid, talkin' that smack
Yet hold back, bids is wack
In fact carefully planned attack
In our midst exist viperous heads who hiss
Slither, committed to trick
Wisdom, venomous spit, snakes
We parted ways, way back, my ex, that's that
Now back chat, rumors and all of that
Why lie, stabbin' my back？
Puttin' me down 'round peeps
I know in town, ain't how I gets down
Baby, lounge and lose your frown
Seekin' revenge through friends
But since, since when this shit all began？
Baby, diss this, think again
Replaced to date, fake two face
Chasin' papes, escaped that fate
But wait, who's callin', who to date？
Your snake facade
See through your camouflage or guard
Beyond your charm lies evil, layin' calm
In our midst exist viperous heads who hiss
Slither, committed to trick
Wisdom, venomous spit, snakes
Who thinks they know me
To speak on what eyes don't see？
BK to Queens keeps biz from off the streets
Round the way he say, â½Relay all day
Headz, bald to dread, spread wordsâ
Other men said, â½Implanter of lies
Spies serpents in disguise, Gemini two sided, false impliesâ
In our midst exist viperous heads who hiss
Slither, committed to trick
Wisdom, venomous spit, snakes
2.Nowadays
Lyricist：Bradley Armstead, Jim Hawkins, Geoff Wilkinson
Can't comprehend, dividends end friendships
Infinite kinships, dismissed amidst dead presidents exist
Poor peeps is pissed, the rich benefit taxes
Passes all access lavish, extracting cabbage from famished
rabbits
Crime runnin' rampant attracting active young minds
Habit cash a magnet, magnetizing addicts havin'
And who haven't ends, back-stabbing friends
Women jockin' who got it, no Benz, no yacht kid
Nah, kid pockets get clocked, kid, before ya knock it, uh
Nowadays we're raised to praise it, save it if phrase fits
Unappraised gaze enslaved by crave depraving shit
And yet we livin', sittin' within a world where greed has
proceeded
The act of givin' and it's a given
Nowadays it seems like we in the last phase, maybe it's me
Nowadays it seems like we in the last phase, could it be？
Yeah, sisters and brothers, where's the love of one another？
Discovering others of us dumber prejudice
To color, creed and religion
Driven hate within innocent children
Stop the killin', instill goodwill, we all be chillin'
Building, then seal it, surrealist revealing
Since the wheel hit, hearts conceal it
When death hits other men, how many feel it？
Envy alive and rising, hatred has mankind declining
Keep in mind when time ends, if orange as fossil findings
Why then unkind when combined？
Vibin' peacefully is needful, regal or not, people created
Equal ain't no sequel, believe to exist the positive needed
As evil retrieves negative energy and feeds it baby peep it
Nowadays it seems like we in the last phase, maybe it's me
Nowadays it seems like we in the last phase, could it be？
Life ain't twice a lifetime, dice rollin', survivin'
Confined in gunfire, crime thrivin', and babies whining
Narcotics, sirens, entwined aids-related death findings
Eying lab mice with virus, mesmerizing minds of science
Blood pressure rising, unwinding
While sippin' what could be blinding
Genocide's in cog in spots we unlikely to find in
Combined with stress, sublime bottom line forming a hybrid
It's like, kid, you gotta fight it son
Weak lose and strong survive it
As pushers lure without a pause, what you diggin'
Digs in it's claws
Dimes on corners offer draws, the score's uneven
Leavin' me feelin' someone's cheatin'
What we teachin' in schools been used for the wrong reasons
Defeating the purpose
Nowadays it seems like we in the last phase, maybe it's me
Nowadays it seems like we in the last phase, could it be？
3.Doin' A Crime
Lyricist：Jim Hawkins, M'vialva, Geoff Wilkinson
Action packed black Mac10, Junior and his friend
Not a pot to piss in, starvin' brothers on a mission
Half past two, William planned to rob the toll booth GW bridge
Got the weapon concealed, nothin' to lose
They choose to break the rules at all cost
Stick 'em in Jersey, hit the other side to New York
Black and red leather suits and black biker boots
One got the gun, the other one controls the motorbike
Adrenaline pumpin', dreams of cash
Anybody tryin' to stop them's, gettin' lead in their face,
believe that
Black pack on his back, ready for loot to fill
What a thrill, they gonna be robbin' that booth for real
Doin' a crime, shakin' a dice, takin' a chance
You might get away or get locked for life
Doin' a crime, shakin' a dice, takin' a chance
You might get away or just lose your life
Helmets on, racin' down route 4
Junior pushin' the bike, Ike totin' the Mac
No time to be scared when we on 'em point it at 'em
Tell 'em to fill the bag 'cos we not gettin' had
By this time it's 5.30, rush hour's thick
So they weave through the cars
Get to the toll booth quick, 'It's a chick'
He put it to her head and said, 'It's a stick, fill the bag
Big bills, put the ones in my hands, we out'
Hot with the cops on their trail, dippin' and swervin'
Almost crashed right into a rail
Sweatin' like hell, they're not even tryin' to see jail
'Cos they pulled the sting and robbed the toll booth for real
Doin' a crime, shakin' a dice, takin' a chance
You might get away or get locked for life
Doin' a crime, shakin' a dice, takin' a chance
You might get away or just lose your life
Junior weavin' through the cars, speed the cops, can't catch
But they're gainin' on 'em, Ike got a plan for that
Throw the ones in the air, all the cars hit the brakes
So they could get out and get some, the cops look dumb
Because they couldn't get through, people blocked the path
So Junior and Ike hit the west side fast
They got their gear stashed somewhere near the train
Smooth getaway, ready to take the loot to the brain
Change their clothes, ditch the bike, Ike tripped in the trash
Keep it movin', gotta get the loot to the lab
Breathin' heavy, movin' quickly, situation's sticky
The whole mission was ill, they got away smooth for real
Doin' a crime, shakin' a dice, takin' a chance
You might get away or get locked for life
Doin' a crime, shakin' a dice, takin' a chance
You might get away or just lose your life
Doin' a crime, shakin' a dice, takin' a chance
You might get away or get locked for life
Doin' a crime, shakin' a dice
You might get away or just lose your life
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