Four W's Lyrics - Singles - Non Phixion

[Verse 1] 

Check the scary facts of the where we at 

Terrorists pull the teary gas 

known to carry gats so we gives a rat 

Take ya back fourteen ninety two 

The devil shaper of a crew in America the devil grew 

To the current time now the politician be the devilish forever rich 

Bomb bashin' inheritance forever sick 

Inject the microchip into my dick 

See these criminals who rob our tribe pleadin' the fifth 

And the mental slavery continues if it was food 

it would be they favourite dish on the imperialist menu 

We fight to liberate ya mind state 

But all I see's the fuckin' crack rock 

the body count and the crime rate 

Notice the life and death cycle 

Why they whip them with the rifle 

Like Malcolm X and Stokely Carmichael 

Sharpen the stainless steel sherrigan and tie ya weaponry 

Walkin' the West Bank like a desert storm vendorin' 

Hook: 

Why?, why you feel the need to hold me down 

Who?!, who the hell is you to think you down 

Where?!, where you gonna be in two thousand and two 

What?!, *scratching* "Take these words home and think it through" 

(2X) 

[Verse 2] 

I wanna be the catalyst for every street lyricist 

I wanna see this movement like it was in eighty six 

I free every son from crimes he aint committed 

I want Persians on the guillotine, with they neck split 

I sell the Brooklyn bridge to a Saudi for an Audi 

and I say, it was proper-ty, of the kings county 

I reverse the effect, of physical neglect 

I want whores in front of mirrors askin' where's my self respect 

I want Ralph Lauren to get down wid Karl Kani 

Have rodeo drives smack in the middle of Southside 

I really want the Latin quarterback open 

A pack of Newports for fifty cent and a quarter for a token 

Hook (1x) 

[Sabac Red] 

Sabac hold the style of rap chemist did by a menace 

Feel the highlights of life through the roots of John Flugen 

Caught in clenches, the moon shape is in a quarter 

Twenty heads just got slaughtered from the stress of a deep organ 

Check the laws of Orca, the holy token's how we built it 

Life's filled wid smoke and piss and drinkin' sharp cold feeled it 

Four and three sixty for Non-Phixion be the obvious 

We handle jakes eliminate fake, stay alive in this 

Survivalist overcome reflections of my inner demons 

My mind relates to crime like fertile eggs relate to semens 

I close my eyes like I was deceased 

Envision peace then refuel from the sun in the east 

Hook (2x) 

[Verse 4] 

This rap may shatter your faith or strengthen it or you will end-er you 

My temperaments foul like tenements I feel you senseless 

The ghetto horror deep within prophecies 

Plannin' your own arrest like Jesus tell me you stoppin' me 

Jerusalem sun down on the hill three bodies suspended crookedly 

They bookin' me, my backs' against the wall with words they pushin' me 

It's stated, like righteous kings in the line of David 

Never Mercedes all them others made they got me jaded 

Facin' the agony victorious call me Maccabees 

Apocalyptic, hexin' my rivalries through chemistry 

Drama time, shootin' shy guys rockin' econolon 

Shootin' no peekin' tryna catch corpse trippin' on punch lines