Is It A Crime, To Fight, For

They Wanna Censor Me, They Ratha See Me In A Cell, Livin' In Hell, With Only A Few Of Us To Live To Tell.

America Wants Its Respect.

Since We All Came From A Women, Got Our Name From A Women, And Our Game From A Women. I Wonder Why We Take From Women, Why We Rape Our Women, Do We Hate Our Women? I Think Its Time We Killed For Our Women, Be Real To Our Women, Try To Heal Our Women, Cus If We Dont We'll Have A Race Of Babies That Will Hate The Ladies, Who Make The Babies. And Since A Man Can't Make One He Has No Right To Tell A Women When And Where To Create One

In My Brain All I Think About Is Fame.

All The Hennessy And Weed Can't Hide, The Pain I Feel Inside, Its Like I'm Living Just To Die.