my own and I'm my own self person No respect make the situation worse then Fillmoe, H.P., and Sunnydale There's a playaz club every one you dwell Lakeview, P.H., and Army
facin' Life or trifle, Henny has made me in waitin' they gon' lock me up under the basement I'm a one man army, marine and navy you done made me angry
for feeling 'Cause one man's flaws is another man's ceiling, now when I was a child, I did things as a child but now that I'm a man I bust your ass
wicked like a wizard, rhymin? every letter To beat me, you got to have a army or better Bum-rushin? other rappers like Rhyme-O-Cop This is a contact sport, it's
Uhh Yo, yo-yo, y'all Whattup? Whattup It's time man (Word, it's time?) Straight up, it's time man Aight, set that shit off (Set it off then nigga, set
Nobody ratted at A-O-T-P not trenched with OPP I'm obsessed with OCD, a temperamental mental patient With cyberkenetic onboard computer integration One of rap's
the rap Man I'm on a car and my gat, swarm attack, sip Don and Cognac Ain't just me, my whole freakin army strapped Aiyyo, fuck that! And fuck you! Who
' down O'Connell Street with the Starry Plough on high There goes the Citizen Army with their fists raised in the sky Leading them is a mighty man with
Because I'm tired of MC's, ABC's, one two three's K I D Z's, and all you wanna be's better check your stylee's I've crossed over, I've crossed all around
Peron would-be dictator He began in the army out in Italy so Saw Mussolini's rise from the very front row I reckon he'd do likewise sooner or later Just one
would be dictator He began in the army out in Italy so Saw Mussolini's rise from the very front row I reckon he'd do likewise sooner or later Yeah, just one
if you ain't a soldier, then what's yo' purpose bitch? See, I'm a N O nigga L I, M I to the T Yeah, I'm Silkk the Shocker and yeah, that's me Tank dog
the old saying goes "If you can't nuke 'em... starve 'em or drop food on 'em." I'm half a novel, half a brothel, half a one-man army MC's don't want beef
mercenary killers street hustlers and dealers nigga ghetto millionaires captains, colonels, luteinents we packin' G's niggas stackin' Ki's niggas M-16 .45 AK's
fate. The people's man. His death is the sign we await! On his funeral day they will honor his name. It's a rallying cry that will reach every ear! In
fate. The people's man. His death is the sign we await! On his funeral day they will honor his name. It's a rallying cry that will reach every ear!
their drawers I gotta song for you all Somewhere over the rainbow Where bluebirds fly Somewhere over the rainbow Why, oh, why? Hear me now Style funky, you know dat's me Killer bee, whohoho, one man army