Stuck Mojo
EP • 1996
Target sick of the black bullshit crime is prime time check out the news How many times I trust then cuss leave in the end in full Discuss point blank give up loot or I am gonna shoot Con me, beg me, rob me, violated Stalk me, beat me, rape me, violated Con me, beg me, rob me, violated Stalk me, beat me, rape me, violated Target can't walk alone frightened for my life at night there is a psycho On the loose with a knife sticking me for my cream I can't even Scream don't move sucker or I will hurt you!!!!!!!!!! Con me, beg me, rob me, violated Stalk me, beat me, rape me, violated Con me, beg me, rob me, violated Stalk me, beat me, rape me, violated You can't see ~ Beaten down for the last time You're not me ~ Victimized for the last time Sympathy ~ Kicked down for the last time I don't need ~ Violated for the last time Con me, beg me, rob me, violated Stalk me, beat me, rape me, violated Con me, beg me, rob me, violated Stalk me, beat me, rape me, violated You can't see ~ Beaten down for the last time You're not me ~ Victimized for the last time Sympathy ~ Kicked down for the last time I don't need ~ Violated for the last time
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Fuck y'all who thought we were taking a fall you made the call, but we didn't drop the ball Took drastic measures time to get the look of the trade, sick of the cry baby serenade What you say? Come out and pla'ay You know that ass will sla'ay 'Nuff respect given to the Mojo If you don't wanna give it, then we'll take it ho' Originality get off the dick and all you jealous bands keep talking shit Back stabbers, ain't no friend of mine Cross the line You know that ass will be mine F.O.D Four piece of doom F.O.D Four piece of doom F.O.D Four piece of doom F.O.D Four piece of doom New sound Atlanta shaking you up like Fanta Pop goes your top 'cause we're getting real hot Two crackers and two niggers who ain't scared to pull the trigger Those who dissin' us can get the middle finger Mad as hell with a rebel yell You suckers sold us out 'cause your soul's were for sale We walk the walk and talk the talk It's not our fault that your ass fell of!!!!!!!!!!! Originality get off the dick and all you jealous bands keep talking shit Back stabbers, ain't no friend of mine Cross the line You know that ass will be mine F.O.D Four piece of doom F.O.D Four piece of doom F.O.D Four piece of doom F.O.D Four piece of doom Suckers wanna battle, but they don't know how, just another reason why my attitude's foul You had enough, you're calling my bluff Well step into my zone and see if you're rough enough BOOM BAM bands getting (spit) You got to get rid of the flam Monkey see, monkey do Punk, you're fucking with the four piece of doom, four piece of doom Four piece of doom F.O.D F.O.D F.O.D F.O.D F.O.D
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