He said run on love And plant some seeds Don't take anything at all for granted She said raise your hands And raise your babies And never change it

Have you ever seen such a sight in your life? (Steady mobbin') Four or five niggas in a mothership Better known as a deuce and we all wanna smother shit Bent, front and back glass got tint Tryin' to get our hands on some dollars and cents And fools can't

Clap your hands now Liquid spirit And fill your water tank Go ‘head and clap your hands now Un re-route the rivers Let the dammed water be There’s some people down the way that’s thirsty Watch what happens when the people catch wind Dip down and take a

Me and my gang Jump on that train It's a brother and a sister kind of thing We live to ride, we ride to live Grab hold of them reins We're gonna rock this thing Cock this thing Raise up your hands if you all wanna hang with Yeah, me and my gang

Come on and think about it Babe uh, yeah! Girl, you my only one though aight, haha You my baby, fuck all that shit You're the one for me Check it out.

A fire burns today Of blasphemy and genocide The sirens of decay Will infiltrate the faith fanatics Raise your hands now to testify Your confession will be crucified You're a sacrificial suicide Like a dog that's been sodomized Stand up! All the white

You should have never trusted Hollywood. You should have never gone to Hollywood. All you maggots smoking fags on Santa Monica Boulevard. All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don't care. All you maggots smoking fags out

I'm in love, I'm in love Your hands up, your body's shaking That hard look, I know you're faking I know you lie, I've seen you lying With four months in front of me And now we're same old enemies It's cold blooded, come back to me Come back to me I know

All hands on deck All in front all in the back just like that, like that I'mma blow your mind take it out on the floor like that, like that All in the front all in the back just like that, like that I'mma blow your mind like that Wasted Heart You took

I heard you tellin' lies I heard you say you weren't born of our blood I know we're the crooked kind But you're crooked too, boy, and it shows Some get dealt simple hands Some walk the common paths, all nice and worn But all folks are damaged goods It