's out there Without a clue what to do until you're in there Hold on here comes the crash Let it come down, here comes the crash On the floor to the
what do I see? Crash Task Force, L.A.P.D. Gangs illin', wildin' and killin' Hustlers on a roll like they got a million Girls on the strap and you know
In your house with your spouse I'm doin' the nasty I'm a felon ask J rock industries and ashtrays Rancid and hash-ay add gas and rap some And burn the
work and angular release of my guillotine And vitalize my thesis of the effects of strictning nicotine On a human frame with an armor pleaded bloodstream And
36 pistons jerk your wrist in friction Crash y'all since you in fast ball And gas your last ass-whippin Ask canned equipment Risky district sound effect
break through in the rut Hennessey and orange juice baby, fill up a cup Quick to grab Mary Jane by the butt and squeeze Loosen up, let your hair down and
by which We will never be repaid And feel consoled by tomorrow When today has been profaned Confused by choices or blind to cause-and-effect And a future
come and see I see 'em on the ground and I'm like, god damn Plus I got this black Nextel phone in my hand They both yell freeze, guns aimed at me And
smash Wild until you slip and you crash, y'know we keep the shit in the stash From the ground when we come around, yes we put it down And always boom and
talk to me of selfrespect Cos all I hear is cause and effect I've got no bridges left to burn Got no place left to turn I'm a shooting star ready to crash
be a man and stand to these bitches and coward men Now and then it's gonna happen, you can believe me So retreat before the barge comes to street sweep Slug and
crashed on my sofa and in the green room is MC's and in the kitchen is dirty dishes and my postion is blurry vision and im livin in a section where heads
and human, Have been unscrupulously exploited. Peoples' pride and dignity is burnt in Napalm And hand-held flame-throwers. The poor and underprivileged
my head, all my worries go away Chorus - I told my psyche not to get lost in complexities Enjoy the simple 1's and 2's of life and liberty And finally
a side effect of stigmata Terrorists crash into buildings and they claimin it's for Allah But I holler at your religion Muslim Hebrew or Christian Havin visions and
stay I feel cerebral meltdowns on the way God may come But God don't stay Take away these walls around me Take away my head Cause it's crashing in on
to gain And i'ma take mines while you sit around and complain And I innovate raps while your song is playin Looks tastes and feels to me like no frills
