featuring Brother J and Sluggy Ranks
[Sluggy Ranks]
We don't want no weapons
No weapons!
Don't need no ammunition
No ammunition!
It's killing off the nation
Guns and knives take people's lives
It's true (for real)
Whoa it's true ooh yay
(x2)
(Easy Mr. Sluggy)
[Wise Intelligent]
I'm 'bout to rob the robbers kill the killers
Flow stealers bear witness to the Thriller in Manila
Sluggy the singer beside the teacher
Brother J, Dark Sun Rider
Sixty six thousand seven hundred five and a half miles per hour
Submit while you circle the sun
One ton, the weight of every jewel I drop inside you
Got you wide, in a minute I'mma get you wider
God is the highest form of living mind math and matter
Negroes, complete the data
Your nation's lacking, you're at the bottom of the living line
Why? Cause Whitey screwed your simple mind
You was a God now you're the sucker of the planet Earth
And crowned your woman slut of the universe
Pimping, leaning, fiending, scheming
Trying to be the cooleest nigga for some frozen other reason
That spit, it ain't slick on any known planet
Except for Pluto I believe
Three billion six hundred and eighty million miles away from something
That's why you ain't saying nothing
Heads is fronting, forty ounce and Phillies blunting
Destructing before your sleepy eyes (ooh-yay)
Teacher Wise will have you all recognize
In minutes less than five niggas ain't 'bout this
It seems as if hip hop's become a species in danger
Since rappers turned gangsta
[Sluggy Ranks]
