great, why aren?t you there? Look around, see the signs Of losing touch, losing minds Race is over, time has won Now take my hand, c?mon, c?mon Kill yourself
not you Cops shot off of ten G's but they got glocks too Let you protect yourself, or better yet respect yourself Straight into the hospital is where you gotta check yourself
There?s a Vietnam Vet with a cardboard sign Sitting there by the left turn line The flag on his wheelchair flapping in the breeze One leg missing and
in hand, ran up on Green Lantern, he almost shit in his pants (Damn). Raise the white flag, I'm chargin up the hill, nail in the coffin, I'm inpossible to kill
wicked MC ''cause AIDs infested child molesters aren't sicker than me I see the world for what it is, beyond the white and the black The way the government
. They say that plastic bullets were designed not to kill, They do. I say that human beings were not designed to kill, not us, not me; We do. We regret
's a star high in the sky WHITE WARRIOR: That signs the sens of truth ANGELS: There's a flag that brings our time WHITE WARRIOR: To guide me above you
Then you complain about what all of your friends say You shoot your mouth like you damn well own the world We always have to keep our little white flags
of alcohol and pills Hey Miss 'Die A Little' How do you expect yourself to live? Punch me awake, we're the uninspired There'll be no white flags over
little white lies blood dripping from my head into sore black eyes place my head between my hood and the vent walk home from the station no friends killing time by killing
here, Bike here, throw it up, no high chair, Cold like a white bear, Freddie Kruger I'm a rap b-tch nightmare, And I'm rich I could buy you, Kill b-tches
a plastic bullet. They say that plastic bullets were designed not to kill, They do. I say that human beings were not designed to kill, not us, not me
wicked MC 'Cuz AIDs infested child molesters aren't sicker than me I see the world for what it is, beyond the white and the black The way the government
you're dressed up to kill yourself While I'm still on shelf They want an everyman milking the oldest gags Spilling the contents of a Pepsi can on folded flags
leave the runner-up sore. (ow!) I'm raw, like uncooked meat That's why I'm in de hole... Da white flag I'm a tree... I'm deep. But my face looks sweet
Before it seemed like everyone was operated by string So align yourself, define yourself, design yourself, With any luck your life will all work out And you won?t find yourself
