Lose control In increasing pace Wantonly waste Intention erased Whatever they say These people are torn Wild and bereft Assassin is born (yeah) War is overdue

The Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright Where I grew up, we rode in trucks Ridin' down Buck Island Road Down where I was born was heaven on earth We raised cotton, corn, a little cane, and kids You either

You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you Warm it up, warm it up Warm it up, warm it up, warm it up Fuck that rap shit, this that trap shit (Bobby) This world is my contraption (Bobby) I was born and raised in the trap, son (Bobby) Talk shit get

Before you were born, I was already sinning I can't even be your friend It's not because the light here is brighter That I could ever be your friend Your mama's got nothing on me Your daddy's got nothing on me And the world that sleeps in it's lunacy

Walking around at midnight Looking for my marking stone I was born an honest way One foot go the right way I feel like I'm itching Well I am an old man I've got nothing more to say Take me to higher ground I wondered on back home

And it's not that I'm evil Before you were born, I was already sinning I can't even be your friend It's not because the light here is brighter I just don't like to pretend Your mama's got nothing on me Your daddy's got nothing on me And the world that

And when I'm hanging by a string, Every little thing Is understood Stronger than steel and wood. Seen me through the bad and good. Between Martin and me. He was born in the woods Torn from his home. Well, he was naked,

It's been a long, long time coming I said "Mother!" I said "Mother! I'm down on my knees" A change has gotta come I was born by a river, oh man, in this little old tent, oh Just like this river, I've been running ever since But I know, but I know, a

I got, I got, I got, I got Loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA Cocaine quarter piece, got war and peace inside my DNA I got power, poison, pain and joy inside my DNA I got hustle though, ambition, flow, inside my DNA I was born like this, since one like

I was once a man before I transformed Into this molester, freshly deceased children You have born, torn by my rape The dead are not safe, the lifeless child corpse I will violate Pleasure from the dead, complete satisfaction I open the coffin Sick