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"In this country a home is his castle.."

Mix-a-Lot]
I've jacked by the racist scum, and here I come
Klan, run - cause is fun! And I'm that one
to make you with a shotgun
On Donahue they they had weapons
to teach black people one lesson
but I ain't goin to your school of
so come here, and at my tools!
You can and greet the Glock 19 in your nostrils
I'll your dreams
Plans to overthrow are in limbo
cause one loco bro chose to of you
and your skinhead
I ain't a house with a twenty-two
I dump a hollow-point slug in windpipe
Try to breathe {*choking*} the hype
Cause this ain't the fool
and I don't SPEARS, and I ain't leavin here!
A Nazi and you never SEEN Germany
but you was for a enemy
So you found a young brother with
crashed my glass, my whole stash
Boy I'ma back, like it ain't no thang
Show you what I learned from the
Stack em up in a six-nine Deuce
Long range scopes for the damn group
Hangin a club called Moonshine
for the right time..
There he is, walkin in the blue cut
The Wicked One two shots in his butt
I solve racism with a gat
but this is where my at - get em with a jack back!

"You ask me the niggers around
treated awful bad for a long time.."

[The One]
I've sayin this, I gotta fix em
I fix em with a crucifixion
em to a cross and burn em
BURN EM EM BURN EM!
been said that this would happen
Skanless skinheads
All up in the crib for takin my force
I had to North
The leader had a can
and on my wrote, 'Death to the black man'
a cross in front of the hideout
Hopin they could get my to die out
I'ma cause em PAIN, and mental
I speak - through the temple
The Wicked One is trouble
Blastin skulls into pieces of
Damage em so bad, they stop me
Not enough body left to get an
Skinheads, em out
Bloodshed, em out
one of em, Mix said, "Go ahead"
Thirty-eight, to his forehead
I hit em hard and it hit the
I and plot with Mix-a-Lot
Now where's the leader at? get him back
get the gat, gotta get the axe
Call it a revengeful pact..
call it the back!

"Some things are worth for"

Mix-a-Lot]
They burned a cross in my yard, caught a off guard
but I cry, cause I'm HARD!
They jacked another black, but this black wants
I rack up stats!
Now I'm on the with a 12-gauge pump
Massive hardware's in my
low.. and slow
There's one - roll the window
Whassup, FOOL?!! ("Noooooooooo!!") *buck buck*
It done til the punk stops breathin;
watch Kinte get even!
It goes like that a brother stays strapped
get a job so I learned to rap
Livin large and the skinheads hate me
Run up in my house and tried to take me
Now I got the to his dome
A Eagle, dipped in chrome
I got a stocking cap yanked over my face
Anger is takin rationality's
Hitler's in the house and I'm him out
He shouts but the barrel's in his
Before I shoot, he wants to if I'm white or black
I yank my mask - this has a jack back!

"These boys trained activists.."

[The One]
I'm not a slave but the Ku Klan
and the Nation say I am!
What's the skinheads out to getcha?
The of Hitler
Now I got a attitude
I'm in a put em in a mood!
Remember the days of
They hung many black men from a
We fought to be free hard
and the black man's must not be scarred!
me an African Sambo
but this, "American Psycho"
And smoke any skinhead racist
with the black glock in my fist
And the be packed in body stacks
due to the jack back
Caught the leader of the clan
You the one with the spraypaint can
Drilled him a crowbar {*gargling*} DIE!
In the left ear, out the eye
Then I took a to his chest
a wicked message in a bloody mess
It was a warning for the of his pack
"This nigga got him a jackback!"