Intro
Violent J yo homeboy I'm packin a punch
Knocked out Greg on the motha fuckin brady bunch
For no parareasial that's my attitude
Fuck off gold dick I don't rap for gratitude
You'll remember my name after I get the shot
Don't laugh now bitch tie your lips in a knot
Delray, Detroit, Southwest Military
Legal Freaks hangin like a motha fuckin dingle berry
Yo man I like I like big fat fucked up freaks
Keep slappin that anus and I'm slapin her but cheeks
Keep workin that man till my dick gets harder
My nuts petrify when I'm fuckin down Carter
Cold hearted sounds like nobody pass
So cold it whip lash your little monkey lookin ass
My nuts don't hang boy to much fame
And your nuts are hangin down like a great dane
Military connection got Bruce Lee fame
Pullin drive bys in a fuckin tank
Take the clothes and hit whenever I want
Cuz I'm built to the mack
Intelligence And Violence
You have dug your own grave if you say you wanna battle
Don't you know your in trouble up the creek with out a paddle
Cuz I keep gettin betta I'm tougha then leatha
I'm rated numba one and I'll rain for eva
Some people wear silva and some wear gold
But then I'll snatch it off your neck and diss you cold
It's like a fantasy it's irony my rhymes go down in history
Hit my boys proven with the freshest terminology
Know more words then a pocked dictionary
Got more information then your local library
Some girls I'm kissin and others I'm dissin
But you don't know what you been missin
Make a fresh tongue twista
Could give your tongue a blista
If you see it my way then there's a chance you'll diffa
Give a sigh then you cry then you say good bye
Don't even try don't reply then you want to die
I make you rhyme though it's time
Commit an innocent crime
It's the truth no excuse a visual rhyme
Dissin you, to battle me you bit off more then you can chew
Tearin up the scene destructer van veiw
The way I'll leave you more puzzled then a rubics cube
Wanna battle the best your gonna die like the rest
Wait I'll crush your bones and rip up your flesh
You can do what you want but leave the rhyme to the skills
Cuz every person that don't listen is a sucker that kills
And when I first started rappin I set some goals
To rock your mind, your body and of course your sould
Now when it comes to these goals I have now achieved
So for all you none believers it's TIME TO BELIEVE
Take it to the Violent Side
Violent J yo homeboy I'm packin a punch
Knocked out Greg on the motha fuckin brady bunch
For no parareasial that's my attitude
Fuck off gold dick I don't rap for gratitude
You'll remember my name after I get the shot
Don't laugh now bitch tie your lips in a not
Delray, Detroit, Southwest Military
Legal Freaks hangin like a motha fuckin dingle berry
Yo I like I like big fat fucked up freaks
I'm waxin that anus and I'm slapin her butt cheeks
Hey yo the J stands for Joe
Violent straight up means that I'm a motha fuckin psycho
Reputation like Jason on the southwest side
Shot 47 times boy still ain't died
In the LA roads pumpkin gangsta codes
Sellin ya yo part time sellin stereos
Yeah boy and my tape comes with 'em
When I stole the radio my tape was already in 'em
Life style of a motha fuckin scalawag
Throw a fist if ya throw me a mag
I'll use it cuz ya never know I'm packin a gun
Straight up young one you don't want none son
Fuck those talkin shit fuckin seem to quit
Talkin shit about the tape and don't make 'em say shit
Young Caucasians raisin hell on our tape
Impersonate Violent J I'll crush your head like a grape
Talk shit about my posse hope you have a ball
When I see you I'ma slam your fuckin head in the wall
Intelligence and Violence (repeat)
The Wizard of Delray
Aww shit homeboy you shoulda seen me
Drunk at the party drinkin 5th of M.D.
Cold passed out on my homeboy's crib
Curled up on the floor like a motha fuckin kid
Dreamin I was drinkin some Faygo
In my dorm house and here comes a tornado
The crib goes up spinnin round and round
Then BAM I just landed ground
Walked out the house seen the yellow brick road
Up walks a little pimp with a can and some gold
Nugget rings, gold teeth and a cup of 8 ball
And only 3 feet tall
He said welcome and greetings to your new land Joe
I said who the fuck are you Sky Lolo?
He said I'm a pimp a player a balla and yo
To get out of here you walk the yellow brick road
By the way homeboy you got a murder rep
Pointed down at the house and my head just sat
I crushed the witch all I saw was a freak
She had a fresh pair of pumps on lookin oh so sweet
I grabbed the midget by his throat and checked in his gat
Slapped 'em in the eye and said I'm the mack
Checked on the witches pumps and said I'm on my way
My name ain't Dorothy yo it's Violent J
If the wizards guards don't let me pass
I'ma stick my size 10 boot in they ass
Walkin down yellow brick singin Yo Crime Pays
Came to a part in the road and a half and a gage
In the field I saw a god damn scare crow
I ain't playin no games tell my ass were to go
He said hold up motha fucka it ain't about all that
I ain't scary bitch my names Nate The Mack
I got a mossburg underneath my straw
We can buck 2 pucko he's a god damn jaw
Yo homeboy this place aint a joint
This crazy ass belongs with me in Detroit
He said Scare Crow Mack I don't really care
Like big daddy cane I'll take you there
So we sat down chillin on yellow brick
Talkin about all the bitches that sucked our dick
Later down the road I said God damn!
I saw a fuckin tin man
I said suit cans scrap metal and coral
I'ma crumble your ass like aluminum foil
Unless you take me to the wizard so I can go home G
Damn Tin Man had a gat pointed at me
I'll team with 2 Dope and I'll fuck you up
Figure I'll pull the trigger and your casket shut
I said bring your tin can ass with us
Me and Scare Crow Mack will stick to the bus
A cap in the Wizards ass
Come to Detroit and make plenty of cash
Commin up to the forest me and my 2 boys
Like in the movie we was singin that noise
Hoods and Hoodlums and Theives oh my
Hoods and Hoodlums and Theives oh my
Hoods and Hoodlums and Theives oh my
I'ma blacked someone's eye
If I get jumped in the fuckin jungle
Cuz if someone rushes me, we gonna rumble
Then a fuckin lion jumped on Nate The Mack
Tried to eat his ass like he was Nate The Snack
The Lion pulled out a gat and said drop your wallets
You wanna spark homeboy you eatin bullets
My name is Lavel Lion then he started cryin
Slip once and all ya motha fuckas are dyin
Chill you god damn buck tooth ass hoe
Don't rob us G rob a liquor store
In Detroit Delray southwest city
Cuz know livin in these woods are shitty
Come with us, we'll take ya to Delray
You can rob motha fuckas every god damn day
Shit finally we was at the castle
And with there guards we got no hassle
Strap like Al Capone started bustin out the holes
Dropped them all, like domino's
We found some big doors so we kicked 'em in
And that's when we seen my Wizard friend
I said take my ass home and he started to laugh
So I shot his pompous show magical ass
Boom boom boom, the mutha fucka dropped
Before I stepped to 'em make sure my gun was cocked
We found a set of key's layin beside him
They went to his truck and we was low ridin
Back to Detroit like MOJO
Fucked his ass up and we forgot about toto
Bang woke up drunk as hell
Stumbled over to Rude Boy
Before I started to tell My story
Then I let it pass
Cuz I know he'll laugh at my drunk ass
Violent J's the Mack
Yo Baby Violent J's the Mack
Hoe trick bitches I love you all
Cuz I drill threw your neden like a god damn chainsaw
I last a while, and when I finally nut
It'll come out your ears and shoot out your belly button
I'll wine you and dine you and when we's in the sack
Put my shoulder on your stomach and put my foot on your back
Right leg stuck to the wall with super glue
Then I start strocken like a Chinese Kangaroo
I tie your leg to the motha fuckin bed post
Insert my ding-a-ling and your howlin like a ghost
Violent J's the Mack
Yo Baby Violent J's the Mack
I do back flips, like an acrobat
And then slap you in the face with my nutsack
Cuz I work ya like a Chinese show gun
Bring your Great Grandma and that'll be more fun
Cuz age, ha, got no standards
I'll show my scrotum sack to innocent bystanders
I'll tie your legs together, behind your head
Then do you like the Skipper on my water bed
I once fucked a girl with 3 titties
2 Pussies 6 booties in the inner city
Yeah I'll never forget that hoe
Cuz I spread her frog legs and fucked her with my big toe
Yo Baby Violent J's the Mack
Violent J's the Mack
I nut in you like a cream filled Twinky
Have you bendin more ways then a motha fuckin slinky
Neden to me is a joke
Because I work 'em so hard they start to smoke
Violent J's the Mack
HAHAHA Violent J's the Mack
Cuz Violent J's the Mack
Work 'em like a wolf when he's wolfin out
But you'll get slammed if the hoe aint puttin out
Cuz baby if your a trick ass hoe
Tell ya what baby doll, come see uncle Joe
Cuz I'm the Mack
Violent J's the Mack
Yo Foreheads the Mack
Bright Lord's the Mack
O 3's the mack
Violent J's the Mack
Joe Bruce the Mack
I'm the Mack
I'm the Mack
Quit Smokin crack jack
Cuz I'm the Mack
hahahahaha, Trick ass hoe
Gangsta Codes
It was a Saturday Night and I was lookin for fun
So goin fellas we gonna bash the re-run
Of the posse so I decided to go
With Nate the Mack and his old ass old's
Rollin through the ally's, we never take main roads
Cuz we follow Gangsta Codes
Commin up to Marshal, at a light
Some punks behind use kicked on they brights
They ran out there car and wouldn't ya know
Dumb fuckers just smashed out the back window
Yellin some shit about Fuck Delray
Jumped back in there car and tried to get away
We lost 'em off Camble but that's ok
Cuz I know were these fuckers stay
And you can bet it sure was bouncin and fun
I'ma chew his ass up like bubble yum
Walked to the front door but it was locked
So I played it cool and I knocked
And they opened the door and looked out
And that's when they caught a beer bottle in the mouth
Lady ran out the back door probably his mother
They slammed the bitch, with a Louie Ville Slugger
Hit 'em house harder it makes sense
You fuck with Violent J and it's your village expense
No feelings for others, you gotta be cold
Cuz we follow gangsta codes
I was younger, and I met a fine lady
I never give time to a bitch with dimples maybe
I met during a concert at the attitude
She said Up on stage, was that you?
I said, yeah how'd ya like my show?
Great Violent J can I call ya Joe?
I said can we go back to my place I wonder?
Then I fucked her like a Jungle Semowen Head Hunter
I had it goin, my love was flowin
But after 2 months things started slowin
Down I thought she might of been crawlin around
So I went to a school on the rich side of town
I hawked a scope through the class room window
Looked in and saw the fuckin bimbo
Was holdin hands with some rich fool
I'ma KILL his ass but not in school
I'ma call up the boys and when the bell hits 3
I'ma stomp his fuckin head on the concrete
They walked out, chit chattered about the weather
Then I ran up and slammed there fuckin heads together
ICP kicks them around like a hacky sac
It's for the girl Violent J she gets more then a smack
To make sure she don't fuck around with guys no more
I put her in a figure four
Never say your sorry make your ass see the rules, bitch
I follow gangsta codes
Never forget the first time I had a gun
It was a 22 Its hot under the sun
One day I was at Kid Villians girl friend
I said I gotta take a piss she said go right in
Instead of the bathroom I went through another door
And found a 22 in her daddy's drawer
I punched in a course and I was geeked as hell
Along with a few other items I could sell
Kid fucked, fucked it's time to go
But on the way home all's I had to know
If it worked or not, so I took aim at a stray dog
And I blew out it's brains it was fresh as hell
I couldn't wait to shoot
Some dumb bitch or a prostitute
Delray cafe can establish business
All of the costumers were about to witness
An armed robbery out for the cash flow
At least 500 and a bottle of Faygo
Walked in and said, I'd like a hamburger
A large fry and your cash in the register
I pulled out the gun that I was proud to have
She was terrified but the guys in the back
Must of knew some day this would happen
Cuz they had 2 shot gunz and an AK-47
I looked at my gun and the Mexicans weapons
I looked at the door and I started half steppin
Out but it really doesn't matter I suppose
Cuz I still follow Gangsta Codes
D-Lyrical to enviers the Gangsta Codes
That's the lonely follow only in roads
Chosen path with the pun we had taken
I thought so quick theres no time for shaken
And that's what J was here to say
For the Spanish tribe that follows Do you comprende others do you understand
Well grip the words that I'm givin at hand
Take this as a guide and pursue this disclosure
Cuz I be the real thing and that's why you flows
For those that don't follow don't be a sucker off the street
Just another justice is what you'll meet
Skip one on the passage and one I wrote
Take this as a message and follow Gangsta Codes
2 Dope Follow Gangsta Codes
7 Up Follow Gangsta Codes
Nate The Mack Follow Gangsta Codes
Lay Low Follow Gangsta Codes
Rude Boy Follow Gangsta Codes
Charlie T Follow Gangsta Codes
Don Juan Follow Gangsta Codes
Kid Villian Follow Gangsta Codes
D-Lyrical Follow Gangsta Codes
Q-Tip Follow Gangsta Codes
Juan Follow Gangsta Codes
Andrew Follow Gangsta Codes
MC Bruce Lee Follow Gangsta Codes
Iron Ranger Follow Gangsta Codes
Paul D Follow Gangsta Codes
John Rock Follow Gangsta Codes
And the back seat counter is in full effect BOY
Aight
My man J Follow Gangsta Codes
My man J.P. Follow Gangsta Codes
My Man Jerry Follow Gangsta Codes
Can't forget about Ryan he Follow Gangsta Codes
Sam, the Man Follow Gangsta Codes
Pimp Daddy D Follow Gangsta Codes
Michael Queery Follow Gangsta Codes
Pumpkin Follow Gangsta Codes
Jeff Follow Gangsta Codes
Inner City Posse, southwest Detroit
Funny thing is, every motha fuckin resident Follow Gangsta Codes
GOD DAMN
PEACE
Interlude
On the rammed out streets of inner city Delray
Agreed with the ghetto crime minded terrorist group known as the ICP
There alias read as follows
Violent J the path maker to an underground society
D-Lyrical knowledge wizdomeer
Q-Tip and Kid Villian soldiers of the forbidden waste land
Lay Low keeper of riotousness
2 Much and 2 Dope rhythm holders of the forbidden waste land
MC Bruce Lee and the Iron Ranger Military turban factious gone freaks
John Juan foreign connection to Detroit City
Nate The Mack, inner city definition of Night Light
The ICP, Inner City Posse
Gangsta' times
Philosophy and music, that's my category
Hip-Hop thugs in the ghetto territory
My story is cold but it must be told
Started out with the very first man I rolled
A party store owner, became a blood donor
Donated some blood to a delly street corner
I clubbed the old man with a brick on the chin
It was grand master sin but I'll do it again
Prostitutes want loot so they can shot up
haha, whats goin up is the end of my boot bitch
Right up your ass if you try and confront me
Try and comfort me you lie in my trunky
Pick you up down river, you never should quiver
Deliver cap peeler dump your ass in the river
I kill prostitutes just to whore I can whore
Violent dribbles say man I'm in the Ghetto territory
My days away of well bred disbelievers are on there death beds
My territory is what you vacate
The realm is mine so let me say that
This is a play that goes without sayin
A disease of lyrics that is about to be infective
Break it down to some intelligence B
Aight
Breakin it down till dawn
Cuz your worshipping the ground I walk upon
Fell short from the rhyme that was in youth
Like an ejection of steroids pumpin juice
Lets return to a condition that's critical
As I give a dose of me, the Lyrical
So when I step to the door
It better be me you had a ration for
Felt the violence now feel intelligence
Plea the 5th, the case is irrelevant
In the crowd is who will pursue
Whatever it takes, that what I'll do
Cuz I'm a push over when it comes to a gathering
Grab a mic, and make it start happening
Break through from the ghetto to bring you this
Punk didn't you know, I never miss
I bout urenin to be hype
If you get what I'm sayin, then your my type
Don't worry, cuz I won't neglect
Inner City Posse is in effect
Why don't ya kick a little violence J
Street gang so we bang sweet hours we hang
Occupation gang population ghetto thang
Education make a facial was too much for me
No smarter pushin cards at the A.M.P.
Now I wait down wage so I grab a gage
Hopin saw once more hey make front page
To survive Detroit on average pay
Some choose to abuse to live this way
Projects come home in the ghetto zone
Don't man they pass who never roam
Iron hand over land stand proud down town
Mile away in Delray a dead boy is found
Situation in our hands pumpin out a free story
Correction start killin from the ghetto territory
Something To Say
Somethin to say stereo my scenario
Boy I love to put a critic in critical
Fools parade parade so full in the brain
I started showin and blowin and showin up to the grade
I don't play no games look around now clown throw down
Dirt mounds were the corps is found
After every show the critics call me a criminal
Cuz the who I know, cuz of were I go
Some interjections practice and collection gets paid
Play all day, you wanna check this
Perhaps to inform me I'm a lyrical phantom
Critic can't stand a canom mahanom
To the ICP so we can skin they hide
It's critic hunt season all them suckas die
Then I sit in the shade with the jams I made
Laid they get paid and get stirred up like Kool-Aid
Some get fed up, I won't let up
They get shet up we met up and go head up
Then I slam them asses and lyrically
Lyrical by suprise they then vaporize
See them they don't understand a system in judicial
The ICP is pullin tracks individually
So you can see for to me money
Tryin some salary how can it be
A pencil paper figure to conclusion
And start usin a scratch to confusion
What do you get the shit or quit I'm singin it
Bit by bit legit and hit critics are hatin it
Critics can't stop me my music will always play
I got somethin to say
Somethin to say about America's murder town
Here to prove that Detroit is the worst around
On the streets, roamin population
Word is heard it's raised across the nation
Villians roamin on the avenues
Third collins hear just the name of you
2 Much and 2 Dope you better hope to cope
Nope ya boys hold and shook the rope to cope
Ghetto Style are you worth his while
He'll smilin and fielin put the boys in a pile
Q-Tip legit shit you confetti
Think he still havin a fit you fuckin hell streek
Kid villian he's always willin
To kick ya lazy motha fuckas to the motha fuckin ceilin
Bad luck bro, cuz I snatched your change
I looked at the plate and it said Made in Spain
So what did I do? I sold it down town
If I'm a gang I'ma be the best around
Tragedy someone catch the bee in me
It wasn't me the fools got the jewelry
Out of town let me remind you
That I'ma find you
Then I'ma grind you, spit find you
Look at our crime tryin to find a solution
I'll be introducing to and execution
Some try to tangle think they can mangle
haha, I said we strangle
I said it gets better, cuz it's the better and the better then the best
Damn that was fresh
Theres other things I see like inner city Delray
When it comes to Detroit I got somethin to say
Somethin to say about a motha fucka snitch now I'm sittin in jail
Ain't that a bitch?
A snitch is the type of guy that is very aggravating
Put me in jail with one you better segregate
Before its too late before I dominate
Snitches are bitches all of 'em I hate
Yeah Violent J and I know you'll agree
That the ICP will show no sympathy
But make sympathy bitches aint shit to me
But it's slick to be the rhyming of the synthany
Snitches don't like us boys that are ghetto hard
So I played there ass like a uno card
Start fetching don't even mention
Whatever it was that we did to cause attention
Sometime snitches don't even need to be there
I know Violent J has a 9 millimeter
I get busted they can't be trusted
So I smear there asses like mustard
Some try me and think they can find me
I'm put up in jail, yo you know were I'll be
If I see a snitch you gonna see the individual
And my visibly be unforgettable
Murder is homicide brutally died
When they hook us what they saw they shoulda lied
It's pay back time and paybacks are a bitch
That's what happened to a motha fuckin snitch
On the scene of a crime, stay the hell away
I got somethin to say
Violent Crimes
Violent Crimes of the ICP
Yo J take it away homeboy Lyrically
The ghetto yeah boy I'm a proud ass resident
I got more boys than the motha fuckin president
Watchin my back through jack leadin jack
Tryin to mack to your back homeboy you get sacked
By 14 of the hottest motha fuckas on the water bed
ICP fuck a microglycerine
I'll let his backbone pry out his motha fuckin throat
Come across to Detroit throw your ass in a moat
Yo Homeboy you know your in effect
But what about the crimes you aint kicked none yet
On the rammed out streets of the inner city Delray
There once lived a little boy named Violent J
Saw a lot of bad thing a child stays out of
When he hit 13, motha fucka when violent
Took along yo the crimes that I done
People must understand it wasn't just for fun
When your cold at night and theres nothin to eat
You can give a fuck about another fuckers feed
Growin up stonger one next to me
With military MC's hard knock Bruce Lee
Hangin at the stadium just talkin and swearin
Punk walk by laughin at what I was wearin
Prince born walkin around with silver spoons in his mouth
My brother shoved it so far down the kid shit it out
Nate the Mack so loud in front of his house
Leanin against his old's drinkin 40's with clouds
Drunk fool walked by with his wallet and key
They took it all and left 'em in his BVD's
2 Much and 2 Dope got boomin rides
Took your amp took your tookin snick by nine
Try to told 'em between us and your fresh seet to
Left that shitty ass 10 dolla crate all for you
Kid Villian the hustla took the whole damn ride
Didn't notice your girl was still sittin inside
She stayed in the car while you ran in the store
Kid plucked your car and ended up fuckin your whore
Q-Tip look through your window on a monday night
Took your couch big jar everything in site
Sold 'em all for gold cuz my boys are swingin
Stole your mothers raidy raid off her motha fuckin finger
Lay Low sold bullets to your uncle Jim
And the village men wonder why he been gettin so slim
Now he steals from you so at night your lockin
And the money you get goes to Lay Low's pocket
D-Lyrical like a cat sneaks up from behind
Check nine to your spine is what your able to find
That pile yo is cool and calm
That rope around your neck winds up in a pile
Don Juan goes back just askin the fool
Spent more time in jail, then you spent in school
In the LA roles just go make a deal
Stole your little snitches mother fuckin tranin wheels
Pimp, Hustler, Baller, Daddy D
Got more freaks then a skater got teeth
But pimpin pimp daddy is pimpin down river
Can in one had with one to hold the liver
Iron Ranger is the brute of the IC crew
Make kid vicious look like Little Kid Blue
So battery had to be done to an HP
Simple plan its all so the sucker try to say maybe
Rude Boy, aww shit J tell 'em
HP watchin verner boys swellin
Southwest boys, Juan and Andrew
What the fuck can you do?
The playable unstoppable ICP
Boy you can't fade me
Your game is too tuff is what you say
ICP stands for I Can Play
Any game set up by a barn yard hit
Touch a pitch fork, and my gun will click
So you say my raps are mean and uncalled for
Fuck you and your mothers a whore
I'm cold blooded all I care about is me and my boyz
And you down with Violent J if your playin my noise
Yo J you know your cold fuckin it up
D-Lyrical lyrically adjust the corrupt
Word D, the inner city Delray is jumpin
With what ya put out cuz your shit is bumpin
Man HP's over there in that car
Before we fuck 'em up lets tell 'em who they are
Hipple Park Posse little boys and little childs
Ain't down with gang bangin only down with milkin cows
Hipple Park ain't shit I'll be the first to get with it
Droppin hoe's over there in a New York minute
They ain't shit they finna fill me with lead
Went he Barn yard hoe's look like Uncle Jed
Now I'm ready to whip some ass
Cuz in Detroit we don't play that
Hand me a bat
D-Day
D-day (3x)
3, 2, 1 D-Day just begun
D-day the common dreary Felt the power of the rhymin theory
Settin the pace with the league of mines
Selected rhymes one of a kind
This you woulda thought to long
Settle son fromt he words of tongue
I folded had the people craven
Ain't no believin ain't no mistaken
Cuz the D to the l-r-y-i-c-a-l Pump the Project as if you couldn't tell
But now you know, comprehend what you mean
Addicted to the noise as if you were a fiend
But you could care less as long as if feels good
Now I'm glad that's understood
Point out this drug is for instance of mater of material
That's the substance addicted to your brain There will remain a part of you drivin you insane
Like crack, for those of you that can't deal with it Step back,
for those who want a real hit Give me a clap,
and I'll feed you the remedy Kill your hunger,
vital to your remedy
Heave these words that I say Due to the fact it's D-Day
3,2,1 D-Day just begun
A glare is puttin you under
Thinkin who it is, no need to wonder
Cuz you got backed in the dead end So you don't play pretend or I'll do it again
And if your lookin for trouble you can be there are people
I'll have you done like a little kid on a see-saw
You bet your ass if you wanna come my way
If you go today tomorrow you can find me Coolin out, in my domain
Doin my best to obtain
A train of thought so you can be taught
A lyrical incline so make sure it's caught
So make you stand and don't sit down
And on your face is a frown
Not a frown of sadness but a frown of madness
You got played talkin like your the baddest
Bitch I don't really talk unless its true
But you been laughin your jaws and now you'll lose
You try to burn with a match that ain't lit
I ain't down with that bull shit
Heave these words that I say
Due to the fact its D-Day
Now listen to my rhyme give it a chance
Cuz to your brain my rhyme does enhance
Think what you wanna say that don't mean shit to me
I'm not the one who's livin in misery
It's you not me you see
Imagin on what you claim to be
Be yourself that's the way to act
Learnin this rap, a natural fact
Hear these words that I say
Due to the fact it's D-Day
3,2,1 D-Day's DONE
