Non Phixion - Four W's lyrics

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[Verse 1]

Check the scary facts of the where we at

Terrorists pull the teary gas

known to carry gats so we gives a rat

Take ya back fourteen ninety two

The devil shaper of a crew in America the devil grew

To the current time now the politician be the devilish forever rich

Bomb bashin' inheritance forever sick

Inject the microchip into my dick

See these criminals who rob our tribe pleadin' the fifth

And the mental slavery continues if it was food

it would be they favourite dish on the imperialist menu

We fight to liberate ya mind state

But all I see's the fuckin' crack rock

the body count and the crime rate

Notice the life and death cycle

Why they whip them with the rifle

Like Malcolm X and Stokely Carmichael

Sharpen the stainless steel sherrigan and tie ya weaponry

Walkin' the West Bank like a desert storm vendorin'

Hook:

Why?, why you feel the need to hold me down

Who?!, who the hell is you to think you down

Where?!, where you gonna be in two thousand and two

What?!, *scratching* "Take these words home and think it through"

(2X)

[Verse 2]

I wanna be the catalyst for every street lyricist

I wanna see this movement like it was in eighty six

I free every son from crimes he aint committed

I want Persians on the guillotine, with they neck split

I sell the Brooklyn bridge to a Saudi for an Audi

and I say, it was proper-ty, of the kings county

I reverse the effect, of physical neglect

I want whores in front of mirrors askin' where's my self respect

I want Ralph Lauren to get down wid Karl Kani

Have rodeo drives smack in the middle of Southside

I really want the Latin quarterback open

A pack of Newports for fifty cent and a quarter for a token

Hook (1x)

[Sabac Red]

Sabac hold the style of rap chemist did by a menace

Feel the highlights of life through the roots of John Flugen

Caught in clenches, the moon shape is in a quarter

Twenty heads just got slaughtered from the stress of a deep organ

Check the laws of Orca, the holy token's how we built it

Life's filled wid smoke and piss and drinkin' sharp cold feeled it

Four and three sixty for Non-Phixion be the obvious

We handle jakes eliminate fake, stay alive in this

Survivalist overcome reflections of my inner demons

My mind relates to crime like fertile eggs relate to semens

I close my eyes like I was deceased

Envision peace then refuel from the sun in the east

Hook (2x)

[Verse 4]

This rap may shatter your faith or strengthen it or you will end-er you

My temperaments foul like tenements I feel you senseless

The ghetto horror deep within prophecies

Plannin' your own arrest like Jesus tell me you stoppin' me

Jerusalem sun down on the hill three bodies suspended crookedly

They bookin' me, my backs' against the wall with words they pushin' me

It's stated, like righteous kings in the line of David

Never Mercedes all them others made they got me jaded

Facin' the agony victorious call me Maccabees

Apocalyptic, hexin' my rivalries through chemistry

Drama time, shootin' shy guys rockin' econolon

Shootin' no peekin' tryna catch corpse trippin' on punch lines