ITS ON: calling all suckers out
By Andre Austin
You could have had me like an Angel’s Servant
Ready on the go for the show don’t you know
Maybe in the bizz, if that’s the way it is
But now my temperature rises red to an irate glow
I could have delivered all that you want
But now its on who will blink first and cast the first blow
Death, Death, Death and more Death
Its on, you waiting to exhale on your last breath, breath, breath
The die is cast
It’s the power, for eternity, it comes at last
All the Signifying Gorillas runs for bananas real fast
Until the trap runs down, and then u get the blast
I pay $ 2 to see hoes in white robes play roles they were cast
Then release King Kong-Roscoe-Willie who likes to be free at last
Free to run into the black soil like he was a Cowboy- bull with a plow
Then lick all the rest up until a tootsie skinny lady rolls up the Owl
Like Popcorn, Like Popcorn
Its on, its on, its on
Lets get it on
Disrespecting the friends I’ve known since I was 8
Hold up a minute like a pimp I say wait
Its on big baby, its on, and our hands will never shake; its too late
Cutting the wax wings with rays from the Sr. Disciples of Hate
Lets go to the gun-shop and pick up a shining black thirty-Eight
From the primordial Hills will a Black Anointed figure Rise
Not from that Towering headquarters that Criminal Enterprise
Don’t play with those who have no toys
U wanna beat me, kidnap me, wipe me out and destroy
Martyrdom time, you gonna have to pull the trigger
Too bad black bodies taken out by dumb-azzzz niggge.rsssss
Giving up the Ghost now its gone
Pushing up a daisy, Its on, its on, its on
It’s finished and it was on Like Popcorn
But like Osiris casket its adorned with stalks of Corn
By Andre Austin
You could have had me like an Angel’s Servant
Ready on the go for the show don’t you know
Maybe in the bizz, if that’s the way it is
But now my temperature rises red to an irate glow
I could have delivered all that you want
But now its on who will blink first and cast the first blow
Death, Death, Death and more Death
Its on, you waiting to exhale on your last breath, breath, breath
The die is cast
It’s the power, for eternity, it comes at last
All the Signifying Gorillas runs for bananas real fast
Until the trap runs down, and then u get the blast
I pay $ 2 to see hoes in white robes play roles they were cast
Then release King Kong-Roscoe-Willie who likes to be free at last
Free to run into the black soil like he was a Cowboy- bull with a plow
Then lick all the rest up until a tootsie skinny lady rolls up the Owl
Like Popcorn, Like Popcorn
Its on, its on, its on
Lets get it on
Disrespecting the friends I’ve known since I was 8
Hold up a minute like a pimp I say wait
Its on big baby, its on, and our hands will never shake; its too late
Cutting the wax wings with rays from the Sr. Disciples of Hate
Lets go to the gun-shop and pick up a shining black thirty-Eight
From the primordial Hills will a Black Anointed figure Rise
Not from that Towering headquarters that Criminal Enterprise
Don’t play with those who have no toys
U wanna beat me, kidnap me, wipe me out and destroy
Martyrdom time, you gonna have to pull the trigger
Too bad black bodies taken out by dumb-azzzz niggge.rsssss
Giving up the Ghost now its gone
Pushing up a daisy, Its on, its on, its on
It’s finished and it was on Like Popcorn
But like Osiris casket its adorned with stalks of Corn