| [Intro: Hell Razah] Fear the evil music, Renaissance Child Yeah, Black Market, yea, Black Market Militia We gon' talk to the ghettos, Hell Razah All my niggaz in the projects, Will Cooper Blood on the walls, yeah, yeah And it breaths so shit, real deep, yea Black Market Militia, roll with this Ain't fuckin' wit us, yo, yo [Hell Razah] Welfare, got a respect for my moms I found out, George Bush was the same as Saddam I'm a digital bomb, downloaded on the CD-ROM Before Muhammed and the Holy Qu'ran, an Egyptian God Abraham, saught the science of Brahm Breath of life, education of Christ, gave Satan his life He bought souls when they came with a price I got the dice, rollin' three sixes, blowin' widow kisses Keep wizes, readin' Hebrew scriptures Each gun go a longer distance, to get ya I develop, so the seller get the bigger picture Ron O'Neal, superfly without no deal I'm Shaquille, when it comes down to lyrical skills Maccabee be a seed of Israel What I can't eat in a mill, I guess, I'mma leave in my will Set fire to America's flag, and the President mad I raise the states, like the price of gas [[Chorus - 2X]: Hell Razah] We try'nna save up for AK's Having helicopter niggaz screamin' "Mayday!" This is Black Market Military, don't play Ain't no comin' at my family, the wrong way, aye [Hell Razah] Child support, disrespectin' my pops, it's fucked up When ya man breakin' bread with the cops They love talkin' alot, so we send they heads back in a box This for Ray Charles and ... |
