Tell me what you gonna do, it's genocide When them niggas ride on you You turn around and ride on me Tell me what you gonna do, it's genocide [mac]
Vertaling: Mac. Volksmoord.
what you gonna do, it's genocide When them niggas ride on you You turn around and ride on me Tell me what you gonna do, it's genocide [Mac] Flowers
ahead London) (Crazy) Watch TV go grab a bite See a horror movie get petrified Gonna dye your hair use peroxide Smoke a split get red eye Hitler wanted to commit genocide
fakin? you wanna bump? you got some bacon? Its hot where I'm at 'cause the police be chasin I'm in tha press tryin to check on my dope Through tha mac
no telling when I release the black Mac 10 I have Is it a hundred mile motherfucking animal Gasoline around your residence cause it's flammable Genocide
eyes like scissor handles. The robots talk to me in uteral, like (mac your our planet's secret weapon find a studio!) cyborgs travel in twisted orbs to master alien genocide
I master dialects, of uncommon languages A black man caught by the Klan couldn't hang with this These are proverbs, copy cat attackers I'm wanted dead cause I'ma genocide
Les negros veulent prendre ma place, ma tek, mes rimes au plasma ; mec on est al quoi wesh arrete de m'check. Le choc debute et y'aura pas qu'moi, mac
(Let's go) Get to rappin' I got kids in this, with the four winds for the backin' And the troops are lackin', troopin' Who was the man with the mini-mac
hard one to fight Hood mysteries that no one could figure out Plain and simple, facts were there Going through packs of beer Make me run to the roof; let the Mac
fakin? You wanna bump? You got some bacon? Its hot where I'm at cuz the police be chasin I'm in tha press tryin to check on my dope Through tha mac,
