Don't Support The Phonies, Support The Real

Oh Lord, Help Me Change My Ways, Show A Litlle Mercy On Judgement Day, It Aint Me I Was Raised This Way, Never Let Em' Play Me For A Busta, Makin' Hell For A Huslter.

I'd Be In My Hotel Room, Smoking Too Much, Drinking, Going To Clubs, Just Being Numb. That Was Being In Jail To Me. I Wasn't Happy At All On The Streets. That Was The Addict Speaking.

Goin Insane, Never Die, Live Eternal, Who Shall I Fear?

The Ground Is The Symbol For The Poor People; The Poor People Is Gonna Open Up This Whole World And Swallow Up The Rich People. It's Gonna Be Like - There Might Be Some Cannibalism Out This Mother. They Might Eat The Rich.

Hate To Sound Sleazy, But Tease Me, I Don't Want It If It's That Easy