HU's Game (2012)

Actors

• Jay Kim (actor)
• Ruka Felicity Nagashima (actress)
• Shaun Seong-Young Kim (producer)
• Shaun Seong-Young Kim (producer)
• Zach Lemmon (composer)
• Shaun Seong-Young Kim (director)

Genres

• Adventure
• Animation
• Family
• Fantasy
• Short

Kaidan yukijorô (1968)

Actors

• Jun Fujikawa (actor)
• Tatsuo Hanabu (actor)
• Jutarô Hojo (actor)
• Yukio Horikita (actor)
• Ken'ichirô Imura (actor)
• Akira Ishihama (actor)
• Kiyoshi Kasuga (actor)
• Yoshirô Kitahara (actor)
• Hajime Koshikawa (actor)
• Taketoshi Naitô (actor)
• Tokio Oki (actor)
• Shinya Saitô (actor)
• Masao Shimizu (actor)
• Fujio Suga (actor)
• Mizuho Suzuki (actor)

Genres

• Horror

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Raided Unforgiven - X
• Con This World Is Made Of Lies - X
• My Goodness - X
• Raided Use Yo Nina - X
• Fusion God And The Devil - X
• japan Time Trip Loving - X
• We're Having Much More Fun - X
• Make The Music Go Bang - X
• Raided I Got Yo Back - X
• Raided Vengeance Is Mine - X
• Fusion Introspection - X
• Fusion Guilty Mass - X
• Fusion Amoklauf - X
• White Girl - X
• Motel Room In My Bed - X
• Watch The Sun Go Down - X
• The Hungry Wolf - X
• Riding With Mary - X
• How I (Learned My Lesson) - X
• Raided Sac a indo (Where I'm From) - X
• Fusion Open Wide - X
• Raided Whatever It Took - X
• Raided Spitten Venom - X
• Fusion Let My Body Burn - X
• Fusion Industrial Dreams - X
• Fusion Ich Will Deine Seele - X
• perience Magic Fields (Album) - X
• Fusion Beware Of The Scribes - X
• Fusion Hate This World - X
• Fusion Dear God - X
• Year One - X
• Back 2 The Base - X
• When Our Love Passed Out On The Couch - X
• We're Desperate - X
• True Love - X
• The Unheard Music - X
• True Love Part 2 - X
• Real Child Of Hell - X
• Johny Hit And Run Paulene - X
• Los Angeles - X
• Devil Doll - X
• Raided Who Is Y'all Niggas - X
• I Must Not Think Bad Thoughts - X
• Fusion Nothing To Loose - X
• Raided Worldwide - X
• Raided Who But Me - X
• Raided Terrorist - X
• Raided Take Flight - X
• Treme Vuelve - X
• clan Xodus - X

Ain't got no love to sinnin
Ain't no love recieved
Fucc explainin
Nigga believe whatcha wanna believe
You've been decived I ain't dead yet
Ash to ash, dust to dust ain't been said yet
Fucc what you read nigga can't nobody touch me
You must be a playa hater trust me
They gon be yellin fucc me
Long as the world is spinnin
But I can't let it bother me
Quickly the most wanted
That's just how it got to be
Busta's be woofin but really don't what no funk
Self incriminatin
I'm eliminatin niggas is hatin niggas
Liquidatin niggas like car lots
I'm loccin up on them bustas
like the fool in that movie warlocc
Motha fuccas don't bow down now
The king of Sac Rap Raided is bacc in town now
[chorus]
Long as the world is spinnin
Whether I'm dead or livin
It's Sac Town X-Raided eternally unforgivin
All the times I committed sins
Misery never ends
Havin visions on the flames my soul gonna be burnin in
Turnin in my grave cuz I can't find piece
Everybody yellin X-Raided rest in grief
Long as the world is spinnin
Whether I'm dead or livin
It's Sac Town X-Raided eternally (eternally)
Long as the world is spinnin
Whether I'm dead or livin
It's Sac Town X-Raided eternally unforgivin
Call me murderer
Don't nobody know if it's true
Wanna see me dead
So call friends and enemies too
What can I do
Persecuted and hated tremendously
Prosecuted they tryin to give me a quater of a century
Nigga they mention me in the news
Always negative
What y'all know about me
to be steadily speakin of what I did
Y'all be speculatin
One day my bitch was in tears
She heard I got stabbed in the shower
And threw off the third year
But you ain't pumpin no fear
With those discietful conversations
Sayin you comin for me but nigga I'm still waitin
They datin you bustas like I'm some white out
Think you can see me
I can't be seen I'll cut your site out
Knoccin the fight out you motha fuccas
like I'm Tyson in his hey day
You hollerin may day
But ain't no help for you it's pay day
Say what you wanna
But run up and be a gonna
By the most wanted motha fucca in Northern California
Long as the world is spinnin
Whether I'm dead or livin
It's Sac Town X-Raided eternally unforgivin (eternally unforgivin)
You don't know me from Adam
But yellin fucc X-Raided
Got your fingers crossed
Hopin I get assassinated
But you procrastinated
You had a chance to get me
20 deep but ya'll niggas was still scared to hit me
Get me hotter than lava when I hear bitch niggas speakin
Gotta roll through Sac Town strapped down
to leave them bitch niggas leakin
Got you tweekin like Plusticy
Seekin bustas like missles
Ain't got no time for no hoes
Bitches is way to ficcle
Flippin she whippin to have your car hot like pretzels
Tellin your bitches fucc you hoes let's keep it sexual
I ain't got no time for you bacc stabbin two faceted vultures
Next time I see you I'm colt you consult you to smoke
[Talkin]
Based on the fact y'allniggas is hoez
(eternally unforgivin, eternally unforgivin)
Y'all steadily be speakin on a nigga
(eternally unforgivin)
Fucc y'all niggas
Fucc biatch
Long as the world is spinnin
Whether I'm dead or livin
It's Sac Town X-Raided eternally unforgivin
All the times I committed sins
Misery never ends
Havin visions on the flames my soul gonna be burnin in
Turnin in my grave cuz I can't find piece
Everybody yellin X-Raided rest in grief
Long as the world is spinnin
Whether I'm dead or livin
It's Sac Town X-Raided eternally unforgiven
Long as the world is spinnin
Whether I'm dead or livin
It's Sac Town X-Raided eternally unforgivin
All the times I committed sins
Misery never ends
Havin visions on the flames my soul gonna be burnin in
Turnin in my grave cuz I can't find piece
Everybody yellin X-Raided rest in grief
Long as the world is spinnin
Whether I'm dead or livin
It's Sac Town X-Raided eternally, eternally unforgiven

Don’t tell me lies
Why can’t you see
I see it all in your eyes
Why don’t you realise
That all that you do
Won’t take me by surprise
Don’t say it again
What you’ve said before
This world is made of lies
I don’t wanna live this life anymore
The sun doesn’t shine
The flowers don’t grow
And it’s all your fault
You’ve made the things wrong
And so it’s up to you
I dedicate this song
Don’t say it again
What you’ve said before
This world is made of lies
I don’t wanna live this life anymore

my goodness...
just left to make room for you.
oh, my goodness...
sure knows what it wants to do.
my goodness...
i go bad at the drop of a heart.
my goodness always stops when my trouble starts.
ain't nothing bad about me...
i got all my feeling tamed.
i've been a faithful,
honest woman, and he knows my love won't change.
but none of you have seen my as this past of mine stops by,
in the form of a handsome stranger i've loved since '75.
my goodness...
just left to make room for you.
oh, my goodness...
sure knows what it wants to do.
my goodness...
i go bad at the drop of a heart.
my goodness always stops when my trouble starts.
my goodness is strong,
and it's stronger laying down.
he's only here to love me and he'll leave this town.
very bad thoughts i'm thinkin' today,
i can't keep my mind out of the gutter,
not even to save my soul.
i take a drink and lose control.
you buy a bottle 'round my door, she goes out the window.

* send corrections to the typist
[Verse 1]
When you hop out your car you need to grab yo nine milameter
To drop some hot bunts
Hollow point your pusley poppin drop one
I dont got them blanks I got them hollow bullet tips
To have your brain hangin out when a nine milameter kicks
A killa type nigga need to strap the blast so quik you know
The kinda strap that hits you when you wearin you different show
I dont need no terminator huntin me like Sarah Connors
So when its time to ride I load up the nine and do the honors
Im killin all substitues we aint in the same game
I use that nina you call it nine but its the same thing
I aint no cat so nine lives I dont got
But I got my homies them four niggas from the G-block
And when they come they aint gonna bring no duece duece
Four nine milameter packin mother-fuckas yellin shoot
Sombody gonna be slippin, shot shittin in his draws
If he dead he dead it aint my buisness fool its yours
I just tell em' mista lovin the main orjon
Dont be cryin now nigga be slick tryin to mob
You wasnt cryin when you shot me with your duece duece
I didnt die so know its time to pay the pipa-poo
Its a personal vandetta, yah I gotta grudge
We home court the streets and im the motha-fuckin judge
Im gonna was your ass like downy
I sentance you to jail with no bail be hells the motha-fuckin county Nigga
(Hook)
To the homies from the hood
Better use yo nina cause your deuce deuce aint no good
Little Ba-a-te Little Ba-a-te-a-te (Hey)
Listen to my nine milameter go BANG!
[Verse 2]
They call me X-Raided Loc and you better remeber this
Im married to my gage but my nine is my main bitch
I keep it with me twenty-four seven aroung the fuckin clock
I love my nine my nigga I put that on the block
But i dont like them glocks cause they gain nothin but plastic
And its nothin in your hand everytime you blast it
One day its gonna jam up and blow up in your face
Then that nigga just shootin and its nice to get away
So let me take it from the L-O-C straight killa
If you out to do some dirty pack a nina nine-mila
Casue aint no second in this game we call life
Sac-town city south side nothing nice
In October Halloween just past
Fools kickin down doors wearin X-man masks
Aint a trick-or-treat so what the fuck you gonna do
Only strap in the house is a duece duece
You made that same movement shot him in his chest
Your lil' pea shooter couldnt fuck with his vest
The nigga shot you back you damn there died
Fell to the ground tears commin to your eyes
With a hot sensation burnin in your stomach
Layin on your back chokin bomb
Let them niggas took your safe,scratch,money,and all your jewels
All of your dope and your lil' ass twenty-two
(Hook)
To the niggas from the hood
Better use your nina cause that duece duece aint not good
Litte Ba-a-te Little Ba-a-te-a-te (Hey)
Listen to my nine milameter go BANG!
[Verse 3]
I got to have a nina cause in the ninties fools be stressin
It could be a code tops or rugger n' smith n' wessin
As long as its a nine elevan holdin sixteen in the clip we cool
But if you pack in it anything less you slippin fool
Cause when you rip with penny you rip with path
So you gotsta have to artilary to take a motha-fucka down
But dont get me wrong though it aint gotta ne a nine that u select (No)
A fourty-four will put your ass through the back door
On the channel three ten o'clock news
Check for tha-a-that when I get like that
My tech be sprayin up a niggas sac
My tech could be a nine to
Or I could go oldschool on you motha-fuckas with a nine oozy
You know I cant be choosy with my chrome
Cause when we fuckin on blast with the first thing I get my hands on
And that could be one of them lil' 0-two shot dilingers
Cock it back and blast, put two little holes in a nigga
Better give me time to settle dizown
Go and the homies to come back with some of that shit
Thats know for tearin up you tizown
Spray the hood up to get ghosts like beetlejuice
And I didnt use no twenty-two
(Hook)
The the homies from the hood
Better use your nina cause that duece duece aint not good
Litte Ba-a-te Little Ba-a-te-a-te (Hey)
Listen to my nine milameter go BANG!
Litte Ba-a-te Little Ba-a-te-a-te (Hey)
Listen to my nine my nine milameter go BANG BANG BANG!
Little ba-a-te Little ba-a-te-te-a-te (Hey)
Listen to my nine milameter BANG BANG BANG BANG!

You lived your life
Without any sins
You had obeyed
All rules you'd know
And your religion
Instructs your way
The 10 requirements
Accompanied your life
You never spoke
A bad word to someone
You never had
Evil thoughts in your head
You loved the priests
You thought they never lie
You only saw
A well world
The gate
You went through
Where is the old man?
The person
You prayed to
Is God and the Devil in one

api no shiroi no hada
ore no azukete MAKE A NIGHT OF DREAM
wasurete keno ore no agi
oshigeate ageru made BABY ALL NIGHT LONG
naga hiroi hikari kagayaku
ore no sekai COME ON THIS WAY PLEASE
mo kakeru, ai no hono-o
omae i soto yuu de RUN AWAY FOR TODAY
oki no okaari, obearu futari
kikou ku no nani katsumeta~
achi no yikoyoni machi de
gin de ra ri i made
TIME TRIP LOVING!
SEVERLY TIME TRIP LOVING!
kanashi no uta no nakani obereo
futari no kake tsurero OH YEAH!
SEVERLY TIME TRIP LOVING!
SEVERLY TIME TRIP LOVING!
SEVERLY TIME TRIP LOPING!

this room has emptied out its time to wash your face
& throw away your food leave your sister home & come
with us its not dark enough not yet louder than hell
will be well love the black night falling with every
unfamiliar scene were having much more fun!
you don't know where weve gone were having much more
fun! well crawl through your backyard & whack your
yappin dog were having much more fun!
los angeles treats everyone like a drunk in bed washing
dirty bums with rain like dishes on the floor four
am we couldnt care less where we left home see our
shadow long & sweaty we shall run next fall where having
much more fun! the black & white hotel has a stripper
club on the bottom floor "a great place to bring
wife, girlfriend or an out of town guest" in the
hallways upstairs everyone hangs out the doors and
the silhouettes act obscene across from where we stay
where having much more fun!
you don't know where weve gone well crawl through your
backyard & whack your yappin dog & whack your yappin

I've seen a lot of people with plenty of guts
They say, "Make my music new and loud and rough
Give it a beat or give it a twang
In a dark sweaty club, it's the same damn thing"
Bang, bang, make the music go bang
Brilliant, shinning and nasty
Bang, bang, make the music go bang
Let me hear the guitar sound like a train
Bang, bang, let the music go bang
You can't drive around and hear your favorite song
So you tape it live if you can get inside when it comes along
I can't understand people who bitch and whine
Let's drink a beer from a paper bag while we got time
Bang, bang, make the music go bang
Brilliant, shinning and nasty
Bang, bang, make the music go bang
Let me hear the guitar sound like a train
Bang, bang, make the music go bang

[Chorus]
If you wanna get high, nigga I got a sack
If you wanna ride, my nigga I got a strap
Do or die for my true thug niggas, and that's a fact
You and I got that true love, nigga I got yo back
Don't nobody got your back, when you need ‘em most
I'm yellin' where the love at? But you don't hear me loc
Sometimes I think I'm goin' down, I need a life preserver
But you throw me bricks, tryna help me drown
But I survived, what other options do I have?
Can't blame it on my Mom, can't blame it on my Dad
I make my own decisions, I chose the path that I walk
But me and my father never had that "man to man" talk
But there ain't no need for me to hate him
He did me a favour when he caught my mama ovulatin'
He brought me in the world, and the rest is up to me
So I'm a, do what I gotta and be all that I can be
Now I wanted to be a doctor, a lawyer, or a judge
But it wasn't meant to be so now I got a grudge
I was ...[?] for persistence when I asked for persistence
You kept me at a distance, so fuck all you bitches
I don't need none of y'all, I'm a do it on my own
And when I'm ballin', I'm a floss in front of all y'all non-believers
You thought I couldn't win
But to my homies, my lovers, and my friends
I got ya back
[Chorus x2]
When everybody got they noses up in the air
I'll be there for you, lettin' you know your nigga cares
I ain't got much to offer but you welcome to what I have
Down to ride witcha, even when the homies mad
I be down witcha; winter, spring, summer, fall
I'm ready to ride every time that my homie calls
I never stall on ya dawg, through it all, thick or thin
We went from boys to men in the same hood
So it's all good, even when you actin' bitchmade
It's still on, I'm a ride when you right or wrong
Standin' strong, no matter what the situation in
And if you die, will provide for your wife and kids
That way you live, forever
However, a nigga's never gonna let ‘cha rest in peace till we back together
Fuck restin' in peace, I'm in an up roar
What other reason does a nigga have to live for?
If you ain't ready to ride for what we believe
Then get the fuck out the game, it's time for you to leave
Cuz only niggas is willin' to put it all on the line
And ride with us when it's killin' time
I got yo back loc
[Chorus x2]
X-Raided mad at the world, ready to go to war
So tell me what y'all mothafuckas waitin' for?
Put on your boots, and lace ‘em up
Dawg, tell me which tree you wanna chase ‘em up
It's an organized congregation, committee of the wicked
If you ain't ready to ride, then nigga you can't kick it
So get the fuck up out the set, you high powered coward
Before your bitch ass get devoured
At any given hour my soldiers is bound to loc up
The warriors gonna ride, and all you bitches gon' choke up
But that's the only way to separate the real from the fake
Don't ask me why, bitch a bitch ...[?]
That Northern Cali kill ‘em all mentality
It ain't my fault, blame it on the criminality
I'm out to make the paper stack
And when my homie calls, hell yeah it's a conspiracy
I got his back

[X-Raided with Kingpen in background]
And you don't stop (and you won't stop)
Nigga you don't stop (and you won't stop)
Motherfucker you dont stop (and you won't stop)
Nigga it don't stop (and it won't stop)
[Verse 1: X-Raided]
I'm fin' to get retro on y'all
Kick some of that twenty-fourth street sickness, infect the shit
And speed it up like petro on y'all
Hot enough to roast meat like a microwave
I spit it the pycho way
Dedicated to my niggaz that fuck, drink and smoke their life away
And I'm stuck in zones hazardous
Known to cut you deep enough to crush your bones
And then I throw that knife away I had to bust
Viciously, cannibus got me readily amped up and animus
?? da pity when you discuss me with animosity
Enemy tones are disrespectful
But my velocity is to swift for you
Nigga you ?? step slow, like penny hardaway
Injury prone I run up in enemies' homes wit tec's
Aint no otha set to do it any harder way
Than shootouts at high speed and thigh weed
And some nights I might bleed
But for life I'ma keep it trunk tight for my G's
You might squeeze a trigger
But ain't no vilence reported
I work with silencers when i creep so the restort is distorted
[Chorus]
My nigga vengeance is MINE
Taking my name in vain and it got me sick in the MIND
Shaking a gain with pain and when I'm tempt to spit NINES
Be insane to change CUZ, fin' to get MINES
WHAT, vengeance is MINE
Nigga vengeance is MINE
You been taking my name in vain and it got me sick in the MIND
Shaking gain with pain and when I'm tempt to spit NINES
Be in-sane to change CUZ, fin' to get MINE
WHAT, vengeance is MINE
[Verse 2: X-Raided]
My degrees is too hot for thermometers
I don't need a heater
When I walk in the room water boils 'cause I keep a fever spitting flames
I'ma spirestarter, flitting brains
And when it comes to insane shit, don't nobody supplies harder than this madman
Cream puff killer, you seem rough nigga
But I already accomplished shit you dream of nigga
And one of my accomplices get ?? to the ??
Twisted like dreads
Put a fist to the head
'Til it puncture your brain, spit 'til you dead
Pump you with game, tryin' to pump you with pain
But you insist-ed to wake a sleeping dragon, a
Nigga that speaks with madness punk in the game, the
Smokes out my nostrils
Should've been discreet now I'm hostile
To fade me nigga's six times impossible
Nigga you responsible
For this rhyme, self-inflicted wound
?? with better I'm sittin in the room
Butt-naked tryin' to slit your wrists, was doomed to fuck with 'Raided
And that's being nice to you nigga
You know what's up with 'Raided
Don't make me do this twice to you nig-GA...
[Chorus]
And you don't stop (and it won't stop)
Nigga you don't stop (and it won't stop)
Motherfucker you dont stop (and it won't stop)
Nigga it don't stop (and it won't stop)
And you don't stop (and it won't stop)
Nigga you don't stop (and it won't stop)
Motherfucker you dont stop (and it won't stop)
Nigga it don't stop (and it won't stop)
[X-Raided talking]
Yeah...Madman....Young Meek Killa nigga
Fuck you, bitch ass nigga
Y'all don't understand nigga
Yeah nigga you told my jury I had the impulse
And nigga I had the impulse to write this rhyme and chop your bitch ass, nigga
Nigga fuck you and everything you represent nigga
Garden Block Crip, twenty-fourth street nigga, for life!
And you don't stop (and it won't stop)
Nigga it don't stop (and it won't stop)
Motherfucker you dont stop (and it won't stop)
Nigga it don't stop (and it won't stop)
Motherfucker it dont stop (and it won't stop)

I smell your flesh
I taste your blood
I see your fear
I hear your screams
I'm killing you

We fear the truth
Avoid intelligence
Surveyed our problems
And ever think small
We don't have an own will
Stand ourselves in away
We pay each price
Need no liberty to live
We are the people
We are the mass
Everthing's shit
We are the guilty ones
We're thoughtless ignorants
No individuals
The leaders takes our power
Religion takes us sake
We're uninterested
Will never understand
Accept all rules
Provoke the end of the world

Wo komm ich her
Wo geh ich hin
Bin auf der suche
Nach dem sinn
Wachliegend in der
Winternacht
Die suche hat mich
Stumm gemacht
Warum ich
Und warum nicht ihr
Bringe mein leiden
Zu papier
Dafür hasse ich euch
Und eure existenz
Ihr macht es euch leicht
Ich ziehe die konsequenz
Das leben quält mich
Und ich quäle euch
Dafür leg ich mich
Jetzt ins zeug
Ich muss euch strafen
Und zwar mit recht
Bin endlich bereit
Für mein letztes gefecht
Ich werde trinken
Euer blut
So weit habts ihrs getrieben
Jetzt ertragt meine wut
Ihr werdet sterben
Seid ihr bereit
Denn sie ist gekommen
Eure zeit
Amoklauf

she's blonde she came along the sidewalk leave a trail of blue and black up to you fighting back steel chains a noose of charms on our necks i find nothing when we talk and sit blue heart passion and watch the set easy to fall part of your skull starts to break away a cheaters walk down the block behind this evil street she's a white girl i'm living with a white girl nineteen missing her man for an old girl drain every beer left over at home and listen to ghosts in the other room why not you're alone inside his keeping i'll replace your drunk old man sit in the parking lot and hold your hand easy to fall part of your skull starts to break away drugged and in love out at a club pulling me outside

put the doorknob on my side
if you don't mind
i don't care put the doorknob
on my side it's self-locking
give me your key i go to bed soggy
and forgetful hopefully not waking up
so fitfully i like coffee
and i like tea i like a pretty boy
and he likes me put the doorknob
on my side it's self-locking give me
your key i go to bed soggy
and forgetful hopefully not
waking up so fitfully motels do that
with rubber sheets so
i can't sleep staring at my sheets
or crying on my sheets
or bleeding on the same put the doorknob
on my side if you don't mind
i don't care a motel room

i've been havin' trouble puttin' my cigarettes out. and i've been having trouble with her. so i shut up...or talk too loud. the cigarettes smolder and smell, but they light up the room. so many times i think of romance, but i think i should leave you alone. when i get home... i'm gonna hang that picture where it' supposed to be. then i think i'll get up... and watch the sun go down. watch the sun go down. watch the sun go down. watch the sun go down. watch the sun go down. i wish i wasn't grown-up, so i could cry myself to sleep. and i'd like to follow you home, but it's awful hard on the bus. everybody's got the right to wrong. they come home and say "i'm sorry...". but i'm gone for 6 months at a time, and you're tired of the reason why. when i grow up... i'm gonna make something out of myself. then i think i'll get up... and watch the sun go down. watch the sun go down. watch the sun go down. watch the sun go down. when the sun goes down.

i am the hungry wolf and run endlessly with my mate i see the gutter feed on the foolish outrun and kill the strong at daybreak i roam awake to who follows me i roam i roam i am the hungry wolf and run endlessly with my mate welcome to the dripping jaws the alter of your death at daybreak i roam ready to tear up the world i roam i roam the hungry wolf stares from the hill at the villagers around the fire she loves her mate as he loves her and they live together for life i am the hungry wolf and run endlessly with my mate look across the street, my friend we're waiting for you to slow down at daybreak i roam eyes in the back of my head i roam i roam

they can't go to sleep
at four the car is parked
outside the door scars
of a knife on his arm her
husband knows they're together
riding with mary protection
to pass riding with mary protecting
immaculate love rows of numbered doors
behind the car warms up,
the street is clear and empty
and green with lights they talk
and never stop moving he's sounding
her name in his head she's falling
asleep next to his face her sister's
getting married today and the saints
of easter smile on the dashboard rides
a figurine a powerless sweet forgotten
thing so the next time you see

how i how i how i how i how i learned my lesson mine is a big pink house a preacher knocking on the door with a self-righteous preacher going in but he is just an old flame i'll never want him again and again and again how i how i how i how i how i learned my lesson i didn't i kept on trying i didn't listen i looked up to you i call you on the phone but you tell me your not home absence makes the heart grow fonder so i never want to see you again i'm wrecking the kitchen carefully but i'm keeping your dinner warm how i how i how i how i how i learned my lesson i didn't i kept on trying i didn't listen i looked up to you at the soul market on sunday here's what i put in your collection basket in front of the congregation i stood up and called your name when i walked out you just shook my hand how i how i how i how i how i learned my lesson

[Verse 1]
Where I'm from hell ah niggas is bitches
In Southside Sacramento mouth dry cause ah sacs ah the indo
Where jealous niggas get stitches they mouths wide,
When we crack 'em wid pistols and celibate bitches
develop addiction and didn't keep they mouth,
quiet when we fuck 'em and kick 'em, out the telly,
Tell us we trippin' but she just another victim
develop a suckers for crippin' ya heard Gordon Block,
I'ma keep bailin' and flippin' birds till my heart stop
Depart from carlots, and brand new car tops
Observe yo bitch face, observe the big face
Spark glocks to clip hate and nigga like some split ends
Puff herb drunk drive wreck, we switch Benz
Neglect yo bitch kids I, fuck her with them in the room
And damn how pregnant she is I,
fuck her with them in the room, doggystyle
Let's part it slip it in and fuck with the pain
If your, kid is boring starting this is cause I've been
pumpin' his brain,
Dogging 'em out cause in the South we smash
and don't discriminate we sprayin' clips
My house as big as cess pools without sayin' shit
Eliminatin' the hatin' wid torturous behaviour
And only, trustin' my cousins till the Lord come and save us
[Chorus: x2]
When ya down wid me (nigga!)
If ya clown wid me (nigga!)
Nothin' browns only green!
Blow pounds with me (nigga!)
You can ride wid me (nigga!)
Do or die wid me (nigga!)
Whatever town homie gleam!
When you shine with me (nigga!)
[Verse 2]
Where I'm from a gang ah triggers get squeezed
And a gang ah niggas'll bleed
if you motherfuckas get to claimin' you Gs
I'm flamin' you weenies like pussy wid a dangerous disease
Like I'm a clamidia, from the city ah the, bangenest Gs
And it burns like, concrete at a hundred degrees
So fuck with me if you wan' be in monstrous beef
Hamburger Hill my, scrambler serve and cheat
And where I'm from pain is all ah nigga deserve and feel
I bend savvy, niggas think five hundred got me paid
Fantastic!, forty claibre burn ya like colli grade man drastic,
Shit'll get crackin' when I get gat and mask and clips
And leave niggas dead in the street like mad caskets
And I'ma keep creepin' for niggas grills (strike sicc say)
And I'ma keep teachin' niggas to kill like Sensi
I drink Hen straight and look for a jaw law to bend
Misanthropy, raided and Dogg is like all men
Y'all bein' bent under pressure like bad pipes
So I leave ya lookin' like Tony Lopez after a bad fight
Light it up, leave him holy wid no head shot him up
Mop him up, and to be sure we know he dead chop him up
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Where I'm from all my homies is shinin'
You provoke the wrong loc ended up
'tacked broke lonely and grindin'
Half you niggas ah get smacked wid gats infront ah ya folks
and choked 'til I leave handprints on both sides ah ya throat,
Dime is blindin' y'all niggas like sunrays,
Gun rays, bustin, make your vision green like concussion
Gun spray, wettin' niggas up like a sprinkler
Have your heart flashin' on and off like a blinker
Smashin' it up, opposite direction on the runway
Rushin, in and outta traffin' causin' collisions that crash
and the cops'll get blast wid no discretion,
Shootin' slugs in and outta asses like erections
And take off like jets on the runway
Shootin' thugs wid weapon out and givin' up confections
to the graphics you gon' play, gun play
Teachin' them niggas lessons like classes
And we keep them niggas stressin' guessin'
wonderin' when we catch 'em

Evil wrath
Live forever
Deep inside
Strong as ever
Growing hate
Rising higher
Open wide
Spit forth fire
Open wide
As endless force
Silent churning
No control
Of hatred burning
The beast will rise
Eyes on fire
Must unleash
Dark desires

Hey Dott Dogg...muthafucka was out there in them streets
Nigga did whatever it took to get in nigga
From the jackin', to the rappin', to the slangin' crack and...
[First Verse:]
X-Raided up in this bitch, bout to disrupt some shit,
Ain't from the pound, but I'm still down to Kurupt some shit,
Interrupt your shit, cuz I'm always in a rush to spit,
Like an axe, when I rap, I splitter up your clique,
You better relax, be a witness or a participant,
Eddie Gaffin' laughin' at the CO, wonder where the Sergeants went,
See we flow, but it's way more bigger than that,
Ransom note, deliver the gats and all them wack ass tracks,
So we slit his throat, it's malicious, but the game's vicious,
And niggas know, we'll do anything that gains us riches,
We quick to flow, but we just as quick to bark that heat,
Start that beef and Dott Dogg will pause that heartbeat,
We hard to beat, like Schwarzanegger in movies bout factual
Burning niggas like third degree,
Critical surgery,
When I'm mad, you hoes burglary, intrudin' your home,
Stole everything like clepto includin' your dome,
Left your ass chewed up, gaze blast, mid-section blew up,
Bet you all five homicide detectives threw up,
Suit up, in coca sacks then I smoke a bag,
They make me get my focus back, then I choke the gat
[Chorus:]
When it came to gettin' that money I did whatever it took,
Fuck dividin' the power, wanted every cranny and nook,
Understand me nigga, my family is full of thugs and crooks,
Kings and queens protected by knights, bishops, and rooks
[Second Verse:]
You better look into my eyes, can't you see the pain?
I'm tired of lies, bitches and niggas playin' games,
This is my ghetto prayer, Lord can you hear me?
Protect my family from player haters, don't let 'em near me,
No need to fear me, I'm only human,
Pursuin' dreams for greenbacks with more schemes, than J.R. Ewing,
I mean that sincerely,
Love my alcohol and tetrahydracanebanol dearly,
Consumin' twenty pounds yearly,
Clearly I'm out for the cash, nothin' else in my vision,
Takin' chances, makin' decisions that could keep me in prison,
But circumstances keep demandin' me to break these laws,
Writin' lyrics strong enough to, penetrate these walls,
Dott Dogg,don't feel I'm guilty,
As charged, I'm filthy really,
Down for the cause, and I'm comin' raw til' they kill me feel me,
With slugs to the dome, ain't no love so it's on,
And if you ain't thuggin' with me nigga, then I'm thuggin' alone,
I'm a ruggish bone like Bizzy, Wish, Krayzie, Layzie and Flesh
Art of War to the last breath, nigga ride to the death,
We hardcore, Dott Dogg and Nefarious,
Mad man, Black Market til' they bury us
[Chorus x2]
[Third Verse:]
I'm constricted on y'all ass like a python,
I'm ready to spit some venom, turn this mic on,
Run up in em,
Checkin' them niggas like a chess board,
Cuz they be hatin', what'cha think I sport a vest for?
Premeditatin',
Yes Lord I got my eye on'em,
When they try to get me I'ma have a fat surprise for 'em,
Got some advice for 'em,
You better recognize, Raided ain't down for none of that bullshit,
Got a full clip, and this man eater won't hesitate to pull it,
And deliver the bullets to your chest like a mailman droppin' off letters,
Fat hole in your sweater,
Smash out with all your cheddar,
Met a nigga that had much game, deeper than the abyss,
Taught me such thangs as how to get fame and keepin' cash in my fist,
Now I insist to get my scrilla scratch,
How real is that?
And I'm quick to peel a niggas cap,
Is you feelin' that?
Move swiftly when I see the cops, cuz I ain't scrillin',
Muthafuckas wanna see me drop, but I ain't willin',
You a pawn in my book,
Busta market a hook,
Saw the fear in your eyes the first time that I looked,
I'ma treat y'all niggas like powdered cocaine it's time to get cooked,

[First Verse]
If it's on I'll kill my own like a Civil War
This EBK, what the fuck should I be civil for?
It's over, pour into my bullet tips
Split you open like a pinata cuz you full of shit
Manana nigga I'ma do you non-believers bad
With heavy artillery like Sigourney Weaver had
Cuz you an alien or foreigner up in the town
Either you or I, do or die about to shut you down
Bout to hunt you down like elk in the woods
In the hood nothin' else expected
Accept it, it's what I protected
No excuse, nothin' else respected
Known to shoot whenever we tested
Shit is about to get hectic, Chaos!
You gone need the sounds to bring you back from where you rested
May God Bless it
I'm agnostic so keep that!
Pure toxic up in your eyes, nigga peep that
We know where you sleep at
As we speak my peeps is mashin'
And we know that you weak ass bunglin' bitches is who we snatchin'
She catchin' hollow rounds
Shots to the head make a hollow sound
Got away with murder, PARANOID! I push this bottle down
One sip put the bottle down
And blaze a blunt this one's for you
Now you rest in peace, no hard feelings bitch I swear it's true
If it's necessary Black Market do what's called for
And best believe when it's time for war we all go
And we all know nothin' comes before this chessboard
Two knights and kings fightin' screens, yes Lord
[Chorus]
I'm spittin' venom like a moccassin
Grab a glock, CHAMBER, droppin' men
DANGER, in my RANGER, and I got to win
DELUSION, no ain't no killin' X-Raided cuz I refuse to
[Second Verse]
Bet all them fools'll know, funk if they want it they got it
All my proponents is riders committin' murders sporadic
We quick to get up inside ya blow out your thigh boy
Psychotic shootin' while yellin' "You got to die Boy!"
Never should've crossed me, flossy glossy like fresh made varnish
With a reputation too solid to be penetrated and tarnished
Harness rage, it's strong, let it loose and you flagrant
Produce a strap from my draws, introducin' slugs to the vagrants
Statements was made so foul, niggas is funny style
Tell a hundred niggas you hate me but when you see me you smile
But all the while, you thinkin' muthafuck X-Raided
But in your heart, you never really felt you could fade it
Debate it, what I represent nigga, this G.B.C.
Northern Cali freeway from the Sac-Town back down to the M.S.G.'s
So hit the freeway, no lee-way cuz this ain't your zip code
You keep your lip closed
Or you get those lips swole
We got your shit exposed, stay the fuck away from us
We'll light you up and disappear like we vaporous
My cavaliers, wearin' battle gear, run up in your fort
Put bullet holes in your shorts
Left you dead on your porch
Then we torched your spot, my cohorts got counts calculated
Shout out you hate it
That's what you get for doubtin' X-Raided
Deport your corpse in where the cops'll never bother to look
Rigormortis decompose you, served ya, bored, and now it's over

The cries
Smoke arise
Change the color
Of the skies
Say good-bye
Time to die
Never know the
Reason why
Cannons roar
Total war
This is what we're living for
Victims yell
Burning hell
No one will
Live to tell
Let my body burn
Panic sheer
Mortal fear
Got no time
To shed a tear
Deat is near
No more fear
All of us
Are dying here
Crawl in mud
See the blood
Can't believe
There is no God
Take the shit
This is it
Left to rot up
In a pit
Let my body burn
Now we face
Evil way
Suicide of the
Human race
It's too late
Cannot wait
Play this fucking
Game of hate
Death arrive
Can't survive
Wasn't born
To be alive
We are lost
Pay the cost
End up in the holocaust

Industrial fury
Industrial sound
We'll rock this place right to the ground
Pounding drums and pumping bass
The look of anger in your face
Lights and action hit the floor
Speed and power, give me more
Molten mayhem, tempered steel
Love to hear the vocal squeal
Fast and loud
Loud and proud
Gotta rock hard
To please the crowd
Fast and loud
Power trip
Now's the time
To let it rip
Spikes and leather fill the hall
Really want to please you all
Armored fists, I see them shake
How much can our bodies take?
Sound of industrial in the air
Time for you to get your share
Industrial fans fill my dreams
Love to hear your industrial screams

Rejection, deception
World of distrust
Division, confusion
Blinded and lost
Aggression, submission
Crawl through the dirt
Violation, alienation
World of hurt
The blame of ignorance
The weight of misery
The threat of violence
The guilt of life

magic fields
i've met the strangers at a place
more than a million miles away
they were so nice, so full of grace
i know they came from far away
now i'm walking on magic fields
i see the world is the only place to be
they took me to a foreign place
and then they thougt me to be strong
they told me not to go away
even if anything goes wrong
i love the world i wouldn´t leave
all the places we were born
i wait at midnight to receive
a final sign of their return
A NEVERENDING DREAM
I am waiting for the night
drifting away
on the waves of my dreams
to another day
i am standing on the hill
and beyond the clouds
the wind is blowing still
and catching my doubts
A neverending dream
a dream of you
i believe i receive
a sign of you
tonite i wanna hide my feelings too
as you do
and i wanna be with you
I am hunting all the night
the slave to my dream
an illustrated scene
ascends in the steam
We're playing full of vice
our emotional game
I´m turning off my eyes
for hiding my shame
A never ending dream ...
I am watching all the flowers
dying away
in heated breath of live
at the dawning day
I am waking up in spring
and kissing your face
a sweaty burning thing
I feel your embrace
mirror
i'm looking for a mirror
to face my eyes
and realize
the beauty of youth
is the only thing worth having
i'm jealous of everything
whose beauty does not die
oh i'm jealous
of the picture the mirror
has painted
i beg for more
more than i can get
but i know i can't get by
with only a glance of my eye
beautiful day
its years since you've been leaving
the places we were born
i wake up i am receiving
a sign of your return
you gave me one good reason
to wait until you come
i'm waiting and i'm dreaming
we´re drowning in the sun
a beautyful day and a beautiful night
you drive me crazy when you hold me tight
i live my life so slow and
i'll walk while you will run
i slam the door behind me
the same way as you've done
the flowers you've planted
are growing in the light
they're waiting in the backyard
i visit every night
the roads i walked were winding
until you crossed my way
you gotta get back sometimes
and stay another day
you lead me to the backyard
to hold my body tight
i guess you'll be my lifeguard
you're always by my side
the moon
i left the light on
went out of my house
and sat on the stairs
the tv plays mtv
from somewere else
the moon will carry on
goin' up and down forever
the channel is changed again
a voice of a man
is telling the news
a hijacked plane
two children cryin' in the rain
the moon will never sacrifice
it's energy and light
the war in the east
is still goin' on
to kill anyone
a burning car
and bomb attacks in russia
circles of love
we dance in the desert
i feel a glance of your eye
the sun is burning on the sand
yearning bodies hand in hand
circles of love turn my head
i deserve and i'll get
all your lovin' tonight
and my fire will burn
innocence won't return
your face across the far sky
i loose myself in your eyes
i'm counting nights and days
waiting for the next embrace
i realize you drive
me crazy in my mind
love came face to face with life
all emotions in my mind
i try to cover try to hide
the night moved on
i went to a bar
to have a rest again
i saw him then
a smiling old man
came rushing in
he sat down close to me
and soon i could see
he's older than it seemes to me
and the night moved on and i got no sleep
his furrowed face
told a story of life
his restless eyes
kept his face alive
his face alive
his tanned skin did not tell of his age
i could see
he's older than it seemed to me
he left the bar
then he spoke to me
and i was captured
'cause now i could see
his way of life
he said little girl you'd better
do what you want
your life is too short to waste time
the sun
the sunrise in the east
every morning in my dreams
i turn the music on
and start to dance
with all my friends
the sun shines on my way
every night and every day
and takes the sorrows far away
so far away
the sunset in the west
every evening in my dreams
the party is going on
i love to dance
with all my friends
the sun shines on my way
every night and every day
a easy way of life
gonna make me dance
with all my friends
my life goes on
changes all around and everytime
and everything is changed in my head
i'm longing for a change
i wouldn't beg but for a change
i never will get
i spend my time in learning
everytime i learn i turn blue into red
my life goes on
i just wanna have fun
leaving shadows into the sun
i get in troeble with some friends of mine
they´ve told me there is no need to change
we quarrel it becomes a colder time
and now im freezing down to the bones
nothing changes but i've lost 2 friends
and that depends on changing myself

Beware of the scribes
Parading in robes
The heavier the sentence
They'll follow in droves
You claim you are here
The time is at hand
The earth shakes my bones
I don't understand
The window puts in
More than the rest
You gave from your surplus
She gave it her best
You chorus the rich
She gives from the poor
You laugh with the witch
She cries with the whore
Two copper coins
She give it her best
Pray that you may not be
Put to the test
Blest are you
The hungry, the poor
The reign of God is yours
You cannot ask for more

Das feuer ist in mir
Meine seele brennt
Mein leid ist unendlich
Bin nicht der den ihr kennt
Leide tausend qualen
Sterbe jeden tag neu
Mein gehirn zerreißts
Jeden tag ich bereu'
Von hass zerfressen
Mein gewissen ist rein
Ich kann nicht dafür
Schuld seid ihr allein
Ihr ließet mich leben
Und das wird bestraft
Deshalb bin ich heir
In ketten versklavt
I hate this world
And the world hates me
There's nothing to get
There's nothing to see

My lust
My hate
You can't ban my thoughts
My feelings
My sences
You can't control my mind
No chance
Dear god
You'll never break
My presistance
My view
My concept
You can't plant my faith
My will
My deeds
You can't cause my path
Good lord
I hate you
Heaven Knows
I shit on you
no chance
Dear god
You'll never break

year on little babies year one on their tvs no a.d. b.c. a.d. patriotic people sleep in washington d.c. waiting waiting waiting they don't feel a thing no dolls no debutantes no desperate living class no roman catholic mass no magazines no t.v. no r.c.a. no g.e. year one in our history year one in society they're waiting for the son for any son to come year one you're on i'm one

man on the bus screaming about presley man on the bus screaming about presley all tied up got a knot in his hands he says 'presley sucked on doggie dicks i'm the king of rock 'n roll if you don't like it you can lump it you gotta get me back to the base you gotta get me back to the base presleys been dead the body means nothing man in the back says presley sucked dicks with a picture of lil stevie over his head i'm in the back with a hole in my throat man on the bus screaming about presley rips a newspaper up in his hands helicopter shoots down a military spot everybody runs from screaming about presley

make out when you passed out on the sofa kissing any little child that comes along i'm gonna leave on the record too loud for you to hear me spreading technicolor blood i hate it i love you i hate that i need to know what you do when our love passed out on the couch you're fateful i'm hateful and i ruin any kind of fun you have in mind like make out when you pass out on the sofa kissing any little child who comes along

i play too hard when i ought to go to sleep they pick on me because i really got the beat some people give me the creeps every other week i need a new address landlord landlord landlord cleaning up the mess our whole fucking life is a wreck we're deperate get used to it its kiss or kill coca-cola and a motorola kitchen nauga-hyde and a tie-dye t-shirt last night everything broke

true love true love true love true love is the devils crowbar pulled out pulled apart torn apart by finding out that loneliness then you find someone who has to stay away and it pulls apart your wishbone but you get to wish lonliness is never the same again it becomes true love true love...is the devils crowbar he uses it to pry you out of your car and into the arms of...the devil drives a buick & he sits inside and eats lunch and sticks his pitchfork through the trunk and into her hair and he pulls out true love true love...is the devils crowbar

friends warehouse pain attack their own kind a thousand kids bury their parents there's laughing outside we're locked outside the public eye some smooth chords on the car radio no hard chords on the car radio we set the trash on fire and watch outside the door men come up the pavement under the marquee there's laughing inside we're locked outside the public eye

True love, true love
True love true love
Is the devil's bombshell
Is the devils drag strip
Stock car, nightshade, quickstand
Trademark, punchbowl, low blow
True love is the devil's yes-man
Hot house, lunch box, wishbone
Door knob, pass key, choke hold, widow
True love, true love, true love
Lay off, heave ho, learn to, hobo
True love is the devil's countdown
ABCs
Baby, you're for me
One, two, three, four
Close the door
Five, six, seven, eight
Close the gate
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
All good children gonna go to heaven
Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
Hot car, zip gun, hypo, road house
Zoot suit, cash box, road car crash
True love is the land of a thousand dances
Be-bop-a-lu-la
D-i-v-o-r-c-e
Skip to my lou
A-hunk-a-hunk-a burning love
I've been working on the rail road
Black Betty, black Betty, had a baby
Freddy's dead, that's what I said

men of flesh hitch a ride shorts and tans
and greasy thighs at night drive
into slimy bars and piss it out on our front
yards they're looking in our window
now real child of hell nobody's seen him
real child of hell nobody knows what shape
she takes st paddy's day, old irish man shamrocks
painted on his face mumbles warnings from ireland
in the back i sense a fight and that old man
has done his deed real child of hell
nobody's seen him real child of hell
nobody knows what shape he takes this stage
i'm on gets repossesed by vigilantes acting bored
the mindless fan wants my dress and
i can't tell which one is worse and
i can't see the cursing child
real child of hell nobody's seen him

He bought a sterilized hypo
To shoot a sex machine drug
He got 24 hours
To shoot all paulenes between the legs
He'll throw 96 tears thru 24 hours
Sexed once every hour
Johny hit and run paulene [x4]
L.a. bus doors open
Kicking both doors open
When it rested on 6th street
That's when he drug a girl inside
He was spreading her legs and didn't understand dying
She was still awake
Johny hit and run paulene [x4]
When he was waking
Up beside the bed
He found clumps of hair
The last paulene wouldn't cooperate
She wasn't what you'd call living really
But she was still awake

she had to leave
los angeles
all her toys wore out in black
and her boys had too
she started to hate every nigger and jew
every mexican that gave her lotta shit
every homosexual and the idle rich
she had to get out
get out
get out
get out
get out~
she gets confused
flying over the dateline
her hands turn red
cause the days change to night
change in an instant
the days change to night
change in an instant
she had to leave
los angeles
she found it hard to say goodbye to her own best friend
she bought a clock on hollywood blvd the day she left
it felt sad
it felt sad
it felt sad
she had to get out
get out
get out
get out

She won't get out of bed and shake her snakey hair
Grab her, throw her in the tub
She says, "Coffee and a piece of pie"
She never wears a dress on Sunday or any Monday afternoon
This is no goddamn country to wander alone
Devil doll, devil doll
Rags and bones and battered shoes
Devil doll, devil doll
People turn their heads
She scares little kids
Eyes narrow, jaw is set
She'll fix you with a stare
She keeps her body hidden
Lets her eyes make her bid
I'd wrap her up in a bullet and shoot her around the world
Devil doll, devil doll
Rags and bones and battered shoes
Devil doll, devil doll

Yeah X-Raided yeah
Yeah X-Raided yeah
Yeah X-Raided yeah
Goin' down ugh
Niggas be woofin' that shit
Nigga who the fuck is you nigga?
Show me y'all credentials before you speak on X-Raided
They say when the dogs away the cats'll play
Now X-Raided's back up in this bitch leavin' niggas in your way
spittin' fire
Why you done woke up the dragon?
Thought the loc was through so niggas startin' braggin'
About who can fuck with X now really
Who put Sac on the map was it you don't be silly
Will he make the beats up? Nigga what?
And 24th Street rip
But even blood niggas got dubs on my shit
And thug niggas on the south side
Slam X-Raided loc when they out ridin'
I'm the king of this Sac-Town scene and you peasant
I ran shit in the past well in the future and the present
Yo Meek attempt to diss me you's a boy
I knew you back when you was broke wearin' Bugle Boys
Now you got tattoos ooh! You big killa
I won't hesitate to slap you, you still a bitch nigga
Which nigga wanna war with the hardcore
Load up you .44 playa what cha waitin' for
Lay a motha fucka face down
With bullet holes in your clothes
Decapitated and naked from the waist down
[Chorus:]
Who is y'all new booty ass niggas tryin' diss this nigga
I dismiss niggas
Endless blue sportin trigga tottin menace
Niggas that'll disfigure niggas on my shit list [x2]
Nig-niggas on my shit list
Niggas on my shit list
Nig-niggas on my shit list
Niggas on my shit list
I know y'all busta remember me
Pumpin' slugs in your dome lobotomizin' your memory
It's him or me when the wars on
My new tapes out now the south areas' a war zone
I send letters from the pen to my true locs
It's time to ride my nigga go out and shoot folks
Incarceration ain't workin'
My body's locked but my souls on the streets lurkin'
Perkin' niggas like Folgers, motivatin' soldiers
To make you set look like yo set got wrecked with bulldozers
How many marks can I take in one day?
I'ma need a little help don't trip it's on the way, hey!
Display your corpse in the window like a mannequin
Why damagin'
You got no wind and it's plain and simple
Name 'em cripple
Get savage when I aim my pistol
Flame a missile through your temple till your brain gristles
Dead issues
[Chorus]
Who is y'all, who is y'all
Yeah
I'm through with y'all, through with y'all
What
Who is y'all, who is y'all
Yeah
I'm through with y'all, through with y'all [x2]
Nigga you can't fuck with X-Raided and you hated
I heard that little bitch ass shit that you stated, nigga
You can't fuck with X-Raided and you hated
I'm the motha fuckin' bomb bout to detonate it
I consume fake rappin' mark niggas like Brut
Chew 'em up spit 'em out piss on 'em when I'm through
You used to be a rip now you claim damu
You dog niggas didn't know but nigga I do
I knew you's a hook like a U-turn
Put your ass in a urn cremated nigga burned
Howard Stern couldn't clown a nigga worse than Raided
Let loose a few verses had you cursed and faded
Like Madusa on the loop I'm turnin' true to the stone
Spittin' brimstone burnin' motha fuckas to bone
If it's on I'ma show you how to end this shit
Chrome .50 caliber "Des Eags" with extended clips bitch

The facts we hate: The facts we'll never meet.
walking down the road. Everybody yelling
"hurry up!" "hurry up!" But I'm waiting
for you, I must go slow. I must not
think bad thoughts. When is this
world coming to? Both sides are
right but both sides murder. I
give up; why can't they? I must
not think bad thoughts. The civil
wars and the uncivilized wars.
conflagrations leap out of every
poor furnace. The food cooks
poorly and everyone goes hungry.
from then on it's dog eat dog, dog
eat body, & body eat dog. I can't
go down there. I can't understand it.
I'm a no good coward & an American too.
a north American, that is not a south
or a central. Or a native American.
Or an alien American.
oh i must not think bad thoughts. I'm
guilty of murder of innocent men,
innocent women, innocent children,
thousands of them! My planes, my guns,
my money, my soldiers, my blood on ny
hands, it's all my fault! I must not
think bad thoughts. I must not think
bad thoughts. The facts we hate:
you'll never hear us.
"I hear the radio is finally gonna
play new music, you know, the
British invasion." But what about
The Minutemen, Flesh Eaters, DOA,
Big Boys. And XXX Black Flag? Will
XXX last American band to get played
on the radio please bring XXX flag?
please bring XXX flag! Glitter-disco-
synthesizer night school. All this
noble savage drum, drum, drum.
astronauts going back in time to hang
out with XXX cave people. It's about
time, it's about space. It's about
some people in the strangest place.
Woody Guthrie sang about b-e-e-t-s
not b-e-a-t-s. I must not think
bad thoughts, I must not think

Darkness comes inside
The coldnes of night
Fulfills my world
Closely fog arises
From the soil
Dazzles my view
Shadows cover my soul
Isolation controls
The game called life
Muted screams resounds
In the nonexistence
No one could hear
Get me
Even, rather than better
Get me
I've got nothing to loose
Look inside
Alone and sad
I torment myself
The world is
Strange to me
My emotions were dead
Only wrath, hate, and adhorrence
Were remained for me
Only one wish
That burns inside
That death calls my name

f/ Hanifah
First Verse (X-Raided):
This is for the ghettos, gangs, killas, pimps, playas, and thugs
This for the bitches in the ghettos that you never heard of
To them bitches and them hoes that be strugglin'
In the streets tryin' to keep the cash comin' in
I know it's hard, cuz don't nobody feel love
They turn they back while you down
Don't nobody come around
Stay real Cuz, only the strong survive
Fuck Jesse but nigga, but keep hope alive
Cess weed provides relief
And the thrill of victory and the agony of defeat
The police wanna see a nigga dead or in the pen
Abusin' your rights, can't win for losin'
But then again I might take flight, I'm facin' life anyway
Stripes got me thinkin' I might die any day
My back is against the wall, but I ain't trapped
It's a trap and if they ride, I'ma kill 'em all
Small-town in the West, don't underestimate
Cuz we ride with the best and we pre-meditate
Full of hate, and known to hold a grudge
But I be like Don Corleone, fuck the jury and the judge
Chorus (X-Raided):
It ain't where you from, it's how you ride
Killas come from everywhere, thuggin' Worldwide
Niggas gangbang from California to Alaska
Slang 'cane from Maine back down to Nebraska
Every single city got a killa in the town
Every neighborhood got a nigga that put it down
It ain't where you from, it's how you ride
In every area code, it's hardcore Worldwide
Second Verse (X-Raided):
Playin' war games, we off and discounted
L.A. against the bay in the Sacramento valley
Ain't no respect, niggas is blind
You do yours, I do mine, but that don't be workin' half the time
But recognize, you ain't the only killa in the World
We come in all shapes and sizes, full of surprises
From jheri curls to perms, you never know
We got disguises, but when it's time to ride, nigga you better know
Every hood got a square nigga
But if you rub him the wrong way, he might loc up and scare niggas
So watch what you say, and who you say it to
Cuz he might retaliate in a day or two
When he told you he would shoot family, you thought he was a coward
Talkin' like Gomer Pyle in a high tower
You found out the hard way you was dead wrong
But it ain't no second chances, you dead and gone
Cuz it ain't where you from, it's how you ride
In every area code, it's hardcore Worldwide
Chorus
Third Verse (Hanifah):
I had a close encounter
With some Cali bounty hunters
On the block niggas, with mad bodies on the under
Check my cypher, six-shells, gats you can't decipher
Niggas keep it hyper, in the clique I keep it proper
Watchin' who you talkin' to, watchin' who you hangin' with,
Watchin' where you walkin' through, watchin' who you bangin' with
It's one more that goes down
It's Worldwide that throws down like countdowns on sundowns
Killin' niggas all around
A showdown that melts down your town
Niggas pay for the Hellbound
'Nifah got you spellbound
X with the shut down
Hope your crew is ready for this Black Market throw down
The Worldwide sound
Cuz this is for the gangs, pimps, playas and the thugs
For the bitches in the ghetto you ain't never heard of
To them bitches and them hoes that be strugglin'
And the streets tryin' to keep the cash comin' in

[X-Raided talking]
Nigga who was the first one screamin' the block
on these records nigga?
Who was the first nigga that brought the town
really nationwide nigga?
Who but me nigga?
[Verse 1]
Draggin' it tellin' it nigga ways, and peepin' the game
Packin' it sellin' it nigga pay, keepin' the change Raided,
Deep in the game crack, sellin' it nigga track
Hit the bell and it hold back on the scene
wid felons greens inhalin' the smoke
Sub-machines full ah violence on foes
in the club shoot beams and walk,
Lookin' for fiends sellin' souls to the cops red,
Died in his shirt hurt, silence is proved dead
I'm a soul to the block nigga that think violence is cute
Chase niggas in hot pursuit, nine's is mute
Silencers screwed on the nose of the barrels
That cry murders youth,
throw holes in devils like po' do
Cause riots and urge my loc if to ghost you
Madman motherfucka we lootin' this mansion
Cause you lyin', rhymin' wid passion but no truth
Bad hands is dealt, like gamblers in Vegas
milk wives and niggas amplifiers invade the,
Scrambler motherfuck it he called yo convo
Red or blue if you cut the wrong one the bomb blow
We roll super thick like fire ants
Troop wid heat like we bought gun stores wid my advance
Who but me?
[Chorus x2: X-Raided (Dott Dogg)]
Who be flashin' (nigga!)
Who be mashin' (nigga!)
Who be smashin' (nigga!)
Who but me? (Madman!)
If you cashin' (nigga!)
If you blastin' (nigga!)
If you thrashin', troop wid me (Madman!)
[Verse 2]
I'm can cannin' it nigga
Been bringin' it nigga
Fuck a lil glocks and bails been bringin' it nigga
Scope loc Dogg crippin' it, slip the clip in it
Catch 'em slippin' on dubs jack, then I'm strippin' it
Hennessey sippin' it, dope sack flippin' it
Call the case I still got, court Dott skippin' it
I ain't new to this nigga, been true to this nigga
Off branch talkin' bout what they gon' do to this nigga
But I ain't feelin' them niggas
So I'm killin' them niggas
Don't you try to tell him now these
pair ah villains fillin' up niggas
Y'all know how I do, and know what I does
Set trip ain't no love, let 'em know what's up cuz
Madman till my casket drop it don't stop
Fuck the haters and the cops
Tell them niggas give you props
And I only got my love for my thugs and bitches
And all I got for enemies is some slugs and stitches
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
You'll get lost in the mix nigga, swallowed in the game
You get the flossin' it slippin' it up wildin' wid the pain
Like Baby Layne, catch you in the mall and stomp ya brain
Cause I want yo chain I'm sick and don't want to change
My niggas is followin' the same groove we,
Stick to the scripts stick to the Crips
All them other fools get dicks to the lips
So I share no blunt, my bitch bought Nikes and boxers
Don't wear no pumps, buy me a glock and report it stolen
Holdin' my chips to the roll of the die
wid the loot like Scrooge Mcduck tuck yo jewels
Or my crew push up the conversatin' choose to buck
Momma waitin' for me to rise,
Motivation to my girl be demise
You hear me nigga be advised I do whatever it takes
Get together wid snakes, go to hell and sit forever and bake
Look in my eyes you can see it if you willin' to try
True indeed no disguise for what I'm feelin' inside
Who but me?

f/ Shaka Loc
(Shaka Loc)
Blinded, by the way of the Locs, the haters hold to
Extinguish the flames, and blow the roof off with smoke
Whether or not it's West Coast, it's Mad Man fa sho this
Notice the raw talent, technique, but not no hits
Critics crack frowns for holdin' the town down
I'm mad now, just so sick of the same sound
Formed a method and kept it, use it as a weapon against you
Bionic issue, to raise above the role of officials
Chronic fatigue
Flossin' for nil, innate hatin' chromatic emcees
I'm chasin' faces of Satan
Waitin' on Daytons, debatin' whether or not to shoot for the stars
You know who you are, but you can't keep on jabbin' the jaw
I worked too hard, everyone carries a bucket of blood
From the sweat glands of a Mad Man, there ain't no love
So bizarre, drownin' in a lake called "Hate"
Shaka Loc and Nefarious without a debate
(X-Raided)
Right before I bark like a mastie
With lines harder than mastic
Spit rhymes like bullets, swell up your chest like mastisses
I've mastered this rap scene
Blasted every wack cat I've seen
I've got the best flow, no match for this West Coast rap King
And that's fact, not fabricated
Black Market advocated
With rhymes to substantiate it
It's fine, avidly hated
When I rhyme tragically premeditated raps should be segregated
Wack emcees and emcees with skills should be separated
Debated in Hip-Hop Senate
Empeach all Record label Presidents releasin' as many wack acts as No Limit
No critic is bein' critical of their pitiful releases
I'm Siskel and Ebert, two thumbs down, rippin' you into plentiful pieces
Spit this thesis to the drug pound, flood the mic in a receptacle
On stage, holdin' my testicles, speakin' in tongues like a processional
You're facin' inevitable spectacles steppin' to me
Your mid-section'll be crampin' like it was stretchin'
When a professional wreckin' the beat
Tears second to me, we all for total domination, COMPLETE
Vocal abomination can beat
With niggas like shootouts in the streets
Verbal automatic release at least a hundred rounds per discharge
In hordes, who else you expect to come this hard?
[Chorus 2X: X-Raided + Shaka Loc]
(X-Raided) Shaka Loc they playa hatin'
(Shaka Loc) And we's aware of this
(X-Raided) Cuz what we spit is devastatin'
(Shaka Loc) And we's aware of this
(X + Shaka Loc) Beware of this, Shaka Loc and Nefarious we terrorists
(X-Raided) Fake killas be hesitatin'
(Shaka Loc) And we's aware of this
(Shaka Loc)
Dispicable scrutiny, interrogated and major hated
Strapped across a table unable to illustrate it
Certified Mad Man, made man, the script, the blue prints, the big hits
Yearly annual licks
Get my driver to stop it, the Planet must burn first
Shatter Earth with terrorist acts, it's the block or the turf
What makes it worse, is I ain't gotta lay down to hurt you
The verbal tec shells full of virtue (you better feel me)
To kill me, all slowly while we sleepin'
So watch for the heat-seeking scuds while you're creepin'
Been peepin' out the wicked ways on how you be handlin' business, Midget
Done focused in on how to get the digits, and did it
I broke down my heat in pieces
Now chronicalistically speaking, you should have no liking for this thesis
Point blank, the bottom line not to understate this project
Cuz where we at you'z about to wreck
Chorus (.5x)
(X-Raided)
We deadly, quick to perpatrate like they want to confrontate
DJ's honor Raided
I serve emcees to get exonerated
It's on to me, that rap that your Mama hated
Cuz I created rhymes about jackin' and comin' after ya
Doin' things that's crime related
I'm related to all killas, all thieves, and G's
Got lyrics in my genes, my Grandma breeds emcees
Like Dogs, say "Sic Him", I hit him, and split him at the seams
Go for the jugular, muggin' ya like a New York City scene
I smother ya like a Mother that doesn't want her kid to inhale
Tortorous abortion, bodily forcin' you into Hell
Snortin' and exhale fire like medieval dragons
We evil Mad Men, for hire we leave people in trash bins
Leap with ferocity, X-Raided will shock all these trash rappers
Leave your track with gashes like it was attacked by velociraptors
I'd be at them platinum ones
Like Old Dirty Bastard I'ma get a Grammy
If I gotta run up in the ceremony with a gat and a gun
Understand me, I make your balls split
I make your dome shiver
Split your throat, with a sliver of my platinum plaque
I slither over tracks like snakes
Deliver raps with no mistakes
I'm a cobra spittin' venom in your face
Chorus (.5x)

[X-Raided]
Y'all muthafuckas wanna go to war?
Nigga we'll give you war
Nigga this Black Market,
Dott Dogg, show these niggas what it's like when we go to war
[First Verse: Dott Dogg & X-Raided]
[Dott Dogg]
You say you ready for war, so I'm about to take flight nigga
Dott Dogg, fuck all y'all I never liked niggas
Break mics quicker than Billy the Kid pulled triggas
Like Canibus I eat emcees til' I'm full nigga
I'm locin' up, leavin' you niggas broken up,
Slit out your tongue, cut your throat, leave ya chokin' up,
You smokin' up a gang of sherm got your brain fried,
Toe to toe, head up nigga we the same size
Flows flow, fed up, tired and you talkin' shit,
Preachin' with your wack style, what else? Talkin' shit,
Lookin' for your wack style against this Blocc shit,
Battle me, get got with, like a glock bitch,
You must be dreamin', nights be wakin' up screamin',
I'm right there, your pall bearers, me, and five demons,
I dare you Devil, test it and get your bubble peeled,
Get sacked like a quarterback fuckin' with Stubblefield
[X-Raided]
You ever heard revenge?
Me and my nigga Dott Dogg on a murder binge,
Shot 'em all, watch'em fall like we murder men,
We do illegal shit like we never heard of sin,
We ruin people with them fifty caliber Desert eags,
When you see us comin' all y'all baller niggas best to leave,
You best believe it's goin' down and you the next to bleed,
Make some sound and catch some rounds til' that's guaranteed,
We sharin' weed just the flammable shit,
Turn your loc into an animal quick,
Dott Dogg can we handle this shit?
[Dott Dogg]
That's affirmative nigga
[X-Raided]
So now we shermin' it nigga
Where the black and bloody glove?
[Dott Dogg]
We burnin' it nigga
[X-Raided]
You better be learnin' it nigga,
Money burnin' it nigga,
And if you ain't on that page, you better be turnin' it nigga,
X-Raided loc, I ain't givin' a fuck about y'all clout,
We're like them chariots to war,
And there are plenty of scouts, we shout
[Chorus: X-Raided & Dott Dogg]
Take flight like stealth bombers in a war zone,
You wanted funk my nigga? So now the war's on,
Late night I'm on a creep for a full chrome,
Red light boom, will drive inside your dome
Take flight like stealth bombers in a war zone,
You wanted funk my nigga? So now the war's on,
Late night I'm on a creep for a full chrome,
Red light boom, will drive inside your dome
[Second Verse: X-Raided & Dott Dogg]
[Dott Dogg]
Fuckin' homegrown, I'm the Northern Cali green leaf,
Split your dome with one hit, now you want peace?
Pit bull, well I can shake til' I good and leave,
Clip full, got hollow tips BITCH swallow this,
I'm sicker than aliens on Mars Attack,
Act gat hollerin' at'cha with whoever got'cha back,
Fact, non-fiction, sendin' my niggas on a rhyme mission,
Your whole house, kids, and your baby Moms missin',
But still all you wanna run up on a murder Man,
Got a reputation for bein' quick to hurt a man,
No hesitatin', premeditatin' some cold shit,
My designation, assassinatin' your whole clique
[X-Raided]
Yeah, yeah, open up the casket, nigga I ain't dead yet,
Ash to ash, dust to dust, ain't been said yet,
Had Dott Dogg fill the bulletholes stuck on bedrest,
So I left you in the car with your brains on the headrest,
Got that heart, Hannibal heart is all a nigga need,
You doin' 100? You best to pick a quicker speed,
You best to heed, every warning y'all niggas receive,
Cuz in the morning, we comin' for all our enemies,
Picture these, beg and plead for your life,
But for my clip to squeeze, I look you dead in your eyes,
Tell ya "Nigga Please",
Hit your liver then your kidneys,
Got your boxers, full of bloody piss and feces,
Look what it got you fuckin' with these Northern Cali G's,
It's a disease, incurable sickness indeed,
If you sleep I'ma creep, leave that pillow bloody red,
Who got y'all? X-Raided and Dott Dogg then I said:

En una mañana de abril,llorando te fuiste de mi
y no pude resistir,yo lloraba junto a ti
En el momento que partiste,te llevaste tu mi amor,
te llevaste nuestros recuerdos,y el amor que siempre te brinde
Vuelve que te quiero amar,vuelve que te quiero dar
todo mi cariño y mas(2x)
Bachata classica,Xtreme style baby
Pensaba no cambiar por ti porque pensaba que tu era de esas
que jugabas con el amor y por poco cometo un error.
Entregaste todo tu amor y cambiaste todo mi corazon
Vuelve que te quiero amar,vuelve que te quiero dar
todo mi cariño y mas(2x)
Mi amor,tu sabe que te amo y te necesito
Regresa por favor
oh baby girl regresa con mi amor
sin ti la vida no tiene valor
recuerdo cuando haciamos el amor
tocaba tu cuerpo por cada rincon(2x)

Come one, come all, we have the elixir that cures all that ails you
Traveling the four corners of the road, straight from the well
As it pointed the hill the remnant to your hell [unverified], come Yahweh
Come Joshua, come David, confrontation with the soul has come
In the ways of God, Xodus
Feel the vibes of the wrath of God
Spoke the biological are God, one systematic terror
That's forever, Big Lord shredder, legendary weed getter
The dark president, the dark sun resident
Will give more reason to impeach a president
And all the puppets in the other square lay
Supporting three K's and America can wait
So now a brother bears fruits and herbs
'Cause apples pie's toxic, it slurs my words
And how could I reach a Black nation?
The vibration, sensations, like that
Is that a combat and either pimp slap?
There's other missionaries who would have me off track
But heed is a lead is a positive sin
And you can't, you can't stop me, so let's stop your grin
So prepare your mind like a [unverified] A to the M
From the Genesis to the Revelations
And here comes the kick of the Xodus riff
It goes a little something like this, check it out
1, 2, 3 and a 3, 2, 1
Here comes the rhythm of the warrior's dun
Shut out the mind to the God Te-Hun
As we begin with the warrior's flex
Yeah, fee to the Fi and Fo to the Fum
I smell the game of four wicked mortal men
Try to play my mind, try to play me humdrum
But now it gets dumb and here comes the sum
More and more and more and this loud cry, ?Free?
Siggy-siggy glance and the
Now my attitude is worse than an AK
Clip never stopping when it's time to kick or spray
I jiggy-jiggy-jiggy-judge, a brother won't budge
Now kick it to the middle 'cause that's how you get 'em
Now God, now what's a brother do?
I try to keep my patience but now I'm out the truth
One-Zero, now I crew shoed
Bad attitude 'cause I have enough food
Next days, they try to condemn me
But yo, I'd just be me as it remains it will be
Friggy way these verbs stick the whole nine
Part of the thighs of the cosmic child
Got your clean cut American
Strictly African, my look is terrorism
What's the seravist, don't call me Communist, I'm just a bro'
Not New Jack or Joe and Freedom or Death, this means
I'm going for broke, it means my life is my death, my attitude
Should reflect, I met a dude, the cosmic god, all father respect
The Xodus, come forward young black, what ails you?
You say the value in your system rejects to feeling outrage?
Take a sip, ah, feel the surge, the red, the black, the green
Through your veins to your heart, come stomp with me
Back from the peak of Heaven, the depths of Hell
If you feel voodoo and here's my spell
To teach my people and yes, rock well
And very, very black
I hear some niggas talking 'bout they'll paint the White House black
I'd blow the sucker up and pressure on the attack
And Frontline, you'll find, the government swine
Find themselves caught up in a bind
But when will you figure a vibe in a vigor
A pro-black nigga, black nigga, black nigga
Or would you ask me if I'm a humanist?
Or down with Swiss Miss or anyone from the abyss?
We're down to the core, I can't take it no more
With no legend or almost prove law
With no funny moves for the earthly residents
'Cause Dark Sun Riders were firmly handling
So, on to the school of common sense
In God we trust, the Xodus, come diddy-dum
To the flag, the red, the black and the green, ah, alafia [unverified]