We will fight the heathens, we will fight the heathens Of war, we don't speak anymore, Dark is the light, The man you fight, With all your prayers, incantations, Running away, a trivial day, Of judgment and deliverance, To whom was sold, this bounty

You don't like players That's what you say-a But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller Without girls like you When you walk in the bar And you dressed like a star Rockin' your f me pumps And the men

You know we've got to find a way Picket lines and picket signs Don't punish me with brutality What's going on Yeah, what's going on Right on baby Mother, mother There's too many of you crying Brother, brother, brother

You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son Grey*59, bitch, I signed my life away Grey*59, bitch, I signed my life away (always!) $uicide, $uicide, my end (Yeah, man) (aye, aye, aye) Reach into my pocket, then I grab a couple crumbled hunnids

You wonda why they call you bitch Look here Miss Thang, hate to salt your game But you's a money hungry woman and you need to change In the locker room, all the homies do is laugh High fives cause anotha nigga played your ass It was said you were

Run for cover Run while you can, baby, don't look back You gotta run for cover Don't be afraid of the fear, that's a played out trap, man You know you're not the only one And don't look back, just run for cover She's running What have you gathered to

I got to vote for you ‘Cause if you’ve got the plan Well, you been talkin’, talkin’ to the people Tryin’ to get them to go your way Telling us, telling us not to worry You say we won’t be led astray We’re so tired of your signifying How do we know, 'til

Huggin' up the big monkey man Aye aye aye, aye aye aye I never saw you, I only heard of you It's your lie, it's your lie Now I know that, now I understand Tell you baby, you huggin' up the big monkey man La la la la la la la Huggin' up the big monkey man

I know I'll be just fine This little light of mine I know those hands will catch it all Momma's prayers they guide me Yes, I know that And if I fall, what if I fall? These hands will catch it all Many things you pulled me through and I wouldn't even know

Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye! Thank God that a nigga seen another day Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray Get my people out them chains nigga I mean handcuffs, time to man up Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh 'Cause I'm a black man, in a