That nigga nice, that nigga mean, switch it up That nigga raw, that nigga green, switch it up That nigga lost, he in the lead, switch it up I'ma get money by any means, run it up Uh huh, to be, or not to be? Havin' 'em lit, if it ain't homicide I don't

This is the Invasion! The Evil Genius Green Lantern! Immortal Technique, "The 3rd World" (It's on now motherfucker - ha ha, drop) You ain't got the right to bear arms, huh? Sometimes you might have to brandish a motherfuckin firearm (Lick shots, lick

Hei hopp hopp hopp, hei hopp hopp hopp, hei hopp hopp hopp Ich reit' auf meinem Besen und sing' ein Lied dazu Ich bin die kleine Hexe und trage rote Schuh Ich bin die kleine Hexe und trage gelbe Schuh Ich bin die kleine Hexe und trage grüne Schuh

When you kiss me James Brown I don't care ha about your past I just want ho our love to last dee I don't care darlin' about your faults huh I just want to satisfy your pulse

I wanna be living for the love of you All that I'm giving is for the love of you Hmm Huh Hoo hoo hey baby I'm looking for you Drifting on a memory Ain't no place I'd rather be Than with you, loving you Day will make a way for night All we'll need is

Exodus, movement of Jah people Uh, uh-huh hmm Babylon position the queen and set the pawn And start transform like Deceptacon Anytime delegates have a discrepence Well a bare tension with some long weapons Night vision upon the attack mission Colaliton

Some girls start crying, some girliez run away I'm like 'huh what the fuck man okay' Just relax yourself baby, its gonna be okay It's not my fault I was born dis way I'm an african come on girl you know whats up This big motherfuckin dick is whats up

I don't even understand how the fuck my plug talk (huh? what, what?) Pick him up in a space coupe, I don't let my plug walk (skrrt, pull up in a space coupe) New freak, had to cut my other lil' bitch off (ooh, ooh, lil' bitch) Fifty K, you could come and

Louis Vuitton, Jimmy Choo, that's on you (ha) New Chanel, Saint Laurent, Gucci bag (huh, ha) Diamonds on my neck, frozen tears (tears) Bad bitches gettin' wet, here Yeah, don't call me 'til the checks clear (clear) Iced out (stylist), no stylist

You can't tell me I ain't fly (you can't tell me I ain't fly) I know I'm super fly (I know it) I know I'm super fly (I know), I know I'm super fly (I know) Now watch me fly, fly You can't tell me I ain't fly Fly, fly, fly It's Gucci (it's Gucci) Huh? Fly