YOU DO THE MATH

I really feel sick I just might vomit on John, Jacob & Mohammed scrub it with comet & bomb it while the old men are blinking old ways of thinking hey the trash is stinking you do the math learn to live that we’ve all been conned take you to bed bath & beyond shall we bond talk about the song is everything so wrong nobody in the rap game saying anything of size or lyrical girth only what you worth like throwing the nerf oh well cast a spell live to tell tell my mother what the hell born torn & you gotta take the path you do the math knock knock knock shall i mention or just mock money buys the cred from the block what a shock let’s talk or throw a rock i just might vomit on john jacob & mohammed the situation is between you and me what can you afford pull the cord society is bored end up in betty ford don’t praise the lord rejoice every whisper every voice every fucking person every personal choice everyone would just portray wondering what they had to say pre pay or play. then one fine day you are wide awake didn’t have what it takes hit the polls struggling with the tolls what you’re gonna roll yet your so obsessed with what you wear for the critic you should not care but beware the cynic sought the mimic and your gimmick break the codes shake the modes otherwise they turn and corrode there is no suburban exception 4 sections 4 directions my perplex ion is to fight the infection or the extreme most end up on the cover of the new york post and i’m your host learn to live we’ve all been conned take you to bed bath and beyond shall we bond wrote this song get stoned drink all night long these are all my personal points in all effects listen to the lyrics what the heck sound check you do the math or take your path take a bath

THE COMMUNIST DIET

I don’t mind if I’m not worthy These politics are way beyond me If a separatist or a communist The struggles of these social comments I can’t resist Voicing the opinions as they go threw the mind The people are all their own incline I don’t want to diet Be quiet! Call it a riot Just to survive it to survive it Pop culture Popular pop Even from these so called radical liberal desperate sissies Popular polls poison purposely The payment for the progress is supposedly I am not gonna permit you to take me as a prisoner For which we can never be true listeners Like the topics with some sort of masters degree Material matters No lunch is for free Cause this country is run by a old boy way We need to step up and we need to finally say The seal peels from the wall Can you hear me now? The seal peels from the wall Just to survive it No lunch is for free

BIG BUTT DANIELA This song goes out to all the backers or those with a big future behind them Love my king size bitch only if she’s rich Found me down when I was growing in the ditch My dollar pitch is to get you to switch and hitch a cab Big gulp big grab Who got the tab? Jumbo crab Give it all for free Prefer the extra spicy Big bite me Double whopper with dr.p or cherry slurpee Hey big butt give me supersize extra value with the biggie fries dollar menu deal all for real hey big butt how do you feel side of bacon never fail I do my tips do my nails all for the clearance sale those barbecued baby back big mac big crack how can I keep track looking forward to the after work happy hour love that chicken sweet and sour singing in the shower got the power love love love the lower case I get more bottom in my bitches base we back in the chase so hold the keys give it up for Mr. Softee Mr.Freeze double cheese with mayo please you such a tease (chorus) un besote para mis nalgotas donde esta mi mota aguas chota oye chulita tengo una cita mi vida es todo comida corrida y los dias differentes y bien cocida con mi bebida o torta no importa tengo delitos como antojitos musico frito buen apetito yo pago para un trago bien chido muy divertido y pido tantas cosas no soy rica y no soy como otras grade a certified crave deep fried uptown on the east side mr. chow’s so glorified your table is occupied pile your tray talk more than k-slay make my day thought i was done hit an run live for the 2 for one where’s my gun riding cadillac cream and sugar macho steak at peter luger repeat hot dog beer box seat pork pollo meat trick or treat come on break that beat (chorus) look to your inner no saint or sinner people diet to look thinner all you can think is what's for dinner and you’ve got to roll a pinner

SILICONE JOAN

silicon silicon joan plastic surgery prone neurotic to the bone has titties for loan we’ve all got a vice we’ve all got a price just like jesus christ just like jesus christ silicon,silicon joan looking like a clone a tuck for a tone she’s bruised and she’s sewn she can’t find her way back home but she’s still mad still sad all the things she’d wished she’d had chorus silicon silicon joan plastic surgery prone silicon snobs those nasty nose jobs inject those lips lipo on your hips how much pride pockets deep and wide she cried dyed with volume peroxide not to fear another year another wrinkle another tear to satisfy your forever youth botox can trick the truth eyeliner of inspiration show biz and salvation excess extravagance fantasy competition ornament reality chorus that’s all she wrote

THE SHOOTER

you will see it wiser than me i was more than willing to lead the way paranoia strikes when you never weigh I hear the government kept his garden when major movements call targets don’t find facts but no power ladies should think to come together direct flights take him off his saddle a president elected from the strands of misjustice not really the majority he stands mis trusted his seal peels from the wall scattered out of control he is not appalled that he failed and abused power not the real story his hope to defeat military spending is gleaming out the country club weapons,vendors of ammo deepen visions of defeat,repeat nauseous not cautious can this be sorted out in court like reality tv no more tv as kids are corroded as he shows his face I am not the one to embrace listen to me bitch step off my pace we got a white race not willing to face police power the power to place private space with dollars to deface how to get out of this mode lit’s ike kids rockin’ leather in 80 degrees please they tell me that is democracy I have a voice in time this will work for the country at home with no sort of diplomacy all sorts of people walking around with nowhere to go press polls we're not making it

OVERDOSE SCARE

it was an overdose scare this might impair the ability to drive you’ve got to use care until you come familiar with the side effects the dizzy drowsy posse and the mother fuckin’ zanax I’’m tweaking and i’m living this scene getting high on the straight amphetamine barbiturates like elvis used to say i’m coming at you insane the cocaine and the drug trade you’ve got dilaudid and the darvocet my downers got the shits & the ecstasy rock direct you’ve got ephedrine and floracet the goof balls hydrocodone I hope she don’t the ketamine and the lortab gotta get you in the methadone rehab narcotics logos and opiates I got to get the percocet percodan gotta get a health plan got the quaaludes gotta be rude the ritalin cuts the root the sedatives got you fucked up you can’t see don’t operate heavy machinery I get my uppers on the black market the hippies with the yuppies for the percocet the valium and the vicodin in tinsel town all the need and demand in the lala land and the... zanax the drowsy side effects do you got the glassy look do you got a rolex it was an overdose scare this might impair the ability to drive you got to use care i’m a living pharmacy come on amphetamines barbiturates the crystal and the cocaine fiends dilaudid and the ephedrine the ecstasy teen hennessy and alize in my limousine vicodin prescribed by dentists if you are low zoloft on the market just for fucking show the kids special k take the ketamine the coke heads on the indie rock fucking scene methadone rehab ritalin mix the dope heads are always looking for their fucking fix if you think about the sedatives the quaaludes rocked the show in the seventies the junkies went to mexico the ritalin given to the kids at age three I’m rocking through this nation ' til all healthcare is free desire fire don’t you get tired dizzy drowsy side effects got to get the zanax mixed your heroin with your cocaine got a breakout now you are on accutane now we’ve got the pill free refill

MANIC

I came from the midwest I came from my town went to new york city tried to fuck the underground blow this scene and ’ll blow your green blow this through your mind blow your whole means should have never been a cop should have never been hip-hop always can but never stop show you now you just shot pop smoked a quarter waiting for the order looking at the nation and now you’re running for the border selling out or breaking out shaking this down money rocks & rhythm now they looking for their rounds emi’s looking for their own fucking weight looking to buy you nothing now you wanna get paid not afraid to talk the trade in the dark in the shade the tracks are made for the mass media made this raid fakes and fades breaks and braids this rave pay these bills live these thrills owe these lines take these pills it kills who is the creep-peep to the freaky star killer to the one to the sheik geek to the underground thriller who’s the real killer who’s the villain who’s the wilier to the mass middle the shock to the victim to the past. to last you might lust you can’t just rust got to be the one to get up and discuss that’s what we tell when it’s death and desire got to be the one that everyone admires so much on the wire don’t tire fire for the clout take my time for the working class. manic a little bit manic cause i’m manic blow this beat the blood on the sheets shaking to the mass forced to the street take it as a lesson roll it in demand take it to the west coast even cop a band a high class dealer with a minimum price I’m coming at you with the dust and dice roll it twice break these bars diamond memoirs weed and fast cars hanging with the rap stars never stoppin’ never droppin’ just choppin’ we be coppin’ we be shoppin’ we be steppin’ we be lockin’ we be breakin’ we be shakin’ we be fakin’ we be bakin’we be makin’ we be takin’ this to the top manic cause i’m manic a little bit manic

DIVORCE

these times of gross and field I was ready to die and ready to deal I’ve felt the need before I will rise to this occasion another shocked damn dust docked elation even if the rise is to fall I rough it up with time and steal this one time cost too tied just conceal even if the need is before who was the one and who was the whore I tell it like it is here don’t come round my world any force in divorce of the social intercourse divorce was to bit to burn temptation will always turn yearn to earn this learn the price to pay mix mass clock in above the rate tried to pay the nation’s pain you are trying to relate relive relay hey try to cope it remains too hard social burn torn tied and tarred court to distort just to be baby baby baby come back to me remorse divorce social intercourse divorce any source in this course of this social intercourse divorce any force in divorce of this social intercourse divorce was to bit to burn temptation will always turn yearn to earn this learn the price to pay mix mass clock in above the rate tried to pay the nations pain you are trying to relate relive relay hey bit to baby bit to burn baby baby baby give me one more try the nation the relation come to me baby baby baby come back to me divorce remorse social intercourse

ORGIA DE SANGRE

amor, siempre eterno él amor era eterno no tenía una madre siempre quiso tener a su padre no pudo ser, no pudo ser esa madre siempre fue una cabrona tenía un super yo chingó a este pendejo que era el dueño de la madre que chingue su madre que sea vieja que sea de deveras (chorus) mi vida, mi corazón, pero no pudo ser, no pudo ser mi vida, mi corazón, pero no pudo ser, no pudo ser no soy perra y no soy güera eres un cabrón perdón, perdón es muy chingón, mi corazón, mi corazón estoy sentida, soy conocida si no te cuidas ahhy! mi vida, mi vida, mi vida ahhy! mi amor hoy que veo la razón que entiendo en mi pasado mi vida mi corazón pero esa pinche vieja falsa, traidora, cabrona, no tenía mas que forma de chingar a este cabrón

ANOTHER DAY GONE

another day gone I wake up feel like this smeared on make-up what if the walls were to fall to bust it up you see totally turn this into debris and this is what’s going down one leaves one arrives as our lives become archives dagger darts & knives shock familiar faces trendy hot places the paparazzi chases clinical cases tiny spaces blown military bases coming at you in rapid rapid paces and the tale is told never mix never sold that we women so bold bout to explode time to reload you are a victim of decor in the midst of the war wandering what it’s for when all you want is more cause blood is in demand owning of the land and another band of these posable disposable dolls the world is so small and it’s one big mall another day gone

SOY MACHINA

te mato un rato mi bato no es naco quiere un wato es puro churro cabrones no mamones porfavor solo hardcore bien pedo el pinche chinche es corriente pero la cruda ruda perdura entonces fumo budha la puta es la absoluta fruta bruta a punta en la minuta soy machina estuve en la cantina que esta en la esquina estaba muy cochina con anfetaminas gente a la moda no podia bailar como en una boda esta vieja es tan coda no invita ni una soda estado ahogado mi grado esta elevado hinchados casados nimodo pinchones no ladrones por favor solo doctor