Black Son Hole Songtext / Lyric

yeah! and you'll say...

from the streets this what's goin' on...

devastation equation -- information for the.

devastation equation -- information for the.

devastation equation -- information for the crack-nation.



urban terror craze, ghetto fever all too clear

these are crossfire days, so just cheer on the violence

lead your target, aim, try to fabricate the streets

you know the currency flow, if the pigment fits!



i bought myself some stock! in a blacker skin

needle's getting hot, so i'm cashin' in!

as long as our prison bars are regulation thick

i can add to my urban sounds collection



the pacification of insurgent behavior

lies within this dirty greed

i couldn't believe your rivers dried up that fast






well every player knows

the ins and outs of his bitches and hos

true life looks better as thug life

ask tommy and remy and sean john

rock the bells as a fool's pawn

suck the hood of its cred and then you long gone

off tracking your rhymes up in the gilded hills

(while another baby brother's generation is killed)



the pacification of insurgent behavior

lies within this dirty greed

i couldn't believe your rivers dried up that fast

the autobiographical pain that you paid for

in the sum of all your selves

fattens the white wal-lets while

your race is -- bleeding out



i bought myself some stock in a. blacker skin

needle's getting hot so i'm. cashin' in!

as long as our prison bars are regulation thick

i can add to my. urban sounds collection

but there's something you should KNOW!

something you should know...



the pacification of insurgent behavior

lies within this dirty greed

i couldn't believe your rivers dried up that fast

the autobiographical pain that you paid for

in the sum of all your selves

fattens the white wal-lets while

your race is -- bleeding out

bleeding out!.