Call it education It was somewhere in between You gave me some sound advice But I wasn't listening After we had capsized I could tell you how you thought
weren't meant to come true That's why they call 'em dreams Oh, you beautiful fool To fight a fight without a fist All human instinct puzzles this How
my hands full. Between writing my rhymes and my fights with the Man-Wolf. I'm building a better mousetrap and plus a wider fence. 'Cause I trust my instincts
writing a note) Just like water (I'm calling your name) Come together (I'm wearing your clothes) love each other (I'm wearing your pain) Work it all out (Fighting
all products of a manufactured generation Controlled through television, by sex and violence Resist We accept the obscene as average Twisting all that our instincts are fighting
House with my acts And chop up shit until they give my freedom back Service to what, who damn, you got caught sought away out The trait is getting full, calling
the vicious circle Of instinct fear bred from their parents' minds The Lord God said, "Love thy neighbour Break the circle, free the hater, call him a friend Call him a friend, call
turn my back on you, I can't close my eyes Can't feel this shame, can't buy these killing lies Can't fight the instinct 'cause I know what I am Killing
Da Night" An eye for an eye, a life for his wife Dissected, I'm on some hi-tech shit computers want to bite Your style is Pascal, mine is Basic and just instinct
for business Do anything in defense of This declaration of independance I want an army to kill for I want a leader to fight for Something to crystalize Instincts
, the red green and whites Hangin' out the window when she first seen him fight she was so turned On that she had to shower twice how ironic it would, be some fight
instinct, a gut feeling, a mind's reeling over situations Lost into darkness, he falls away again And the spotlight's on him and his life He hears the call
a muthafucker down, You on my ground So you got another round/ All of the sudden I heard a crash, my first instincts was to blast But the Mossberg
of jobs at stake With Russia's primadonna. [ARBITER & ASSISTANTS] We can hardly begin to Imagine why he'd risk all he's put into His calling through
...I could've sworn that I did when I left / My breath gets heavy with every lie and theft / I looked right and left...then I called people at my home
and get paid less than a man When I'm doin' the same damn thing that he can When I'm aggressive then I'm a bitch When I got attitude you call me a witch
the red green and whites Hangin out the window when she first seen him fight She was so turned on that she had to shower twice How ironic it would, be some fight
want yuh dead chew him know weh kina money yuh a wull him call ie pheds dem evil, so evil [Verse 11:] Some fight one a nadda, some fight genst dem bradda