Victimized, but you're in bed
Stumble out, and run dead
If it ever paid, to self start
Environment, make you smart
Just another victim
Just another victim
Just another victim
Just another victim
Kid, I heard it once, but not before
Begging off and livin' bored
My hands are tied, webbed feet again
Fell in behind and claim us dead
Just another victim
Just another victim (say!)
Just another victim
Cast this inspite of truth
Give it up, I'll lie to you
Blame and flame this, turned stat
Pointed finger, you fall apart
Just another victim
Just another victim
Just another victim
Just another victim
You played yourself, now you're pointin' fingers
How I've robbed and raped ya, bruised and scraped ya
But those are just lies 'cause in your eyes
You've been victimized it's how you size it up
You disguise it up and try to make it look real
To cover up the low self esteem you feel
Spection and after thought
Swimmin' in guilt's your favorite sport
But now you're caught up in the undertow
You never knew a man could sink so low
But now you know 'cause you're John Doe
In a black bag a tag on your toe
I built the house I felt the pain
You're victimized but got no one to blame
Just another victim
You're just another victim, kid
Just another victim
You're just another victim, kid
Holy diver, I'm a surviver
Feeling like Deniro in taxi driver
With Jodi foster and Harvy Keitel
Looks like I'm walkin' through a livin' hell
So spark that owl and I'll get lifted
Feelin' the effects of what my spliff did
'Cause I'm gifted I read sun tzu
I bought a gun too so you'll never come too
The weight of the world ridin' on my shoulders
'Cause I'm a soldier, I thought I told ya
You're just another victim
You're just another victim, kid
You're just another victim
You're just another victim, kid
You're just another victim
You're just another victim, kid
You're just another victim
You're just another victim, kid
Just another victim
Just another victim
Just another victim
Just another victim, kid

Traveling at the speed of love
Hey kids, what's up
Remember when I used to be dope, yeah
I owned a pocket full of fame
But look what you're doing now, well, I know, I know
I lost touch with reality, now, my personality
Is an unwanted commodity (ooh yeah)
Can't believe I used to be Mr. Steve Austin on the mike
I used to run it
I guess Oscar Goldman got mad
'Cause I got loose circuits (so loose)
I seen the mother goose with the eggs that seemed to be
Fallin' fallin' fallin'
You played yourself
You played yourself
You played yourself
You played yourself
Yo, pack my bags 'cause I'm out of here
My momma don't love me and my momma don't care
Read the papers the headlines say
Washed up rapper got a song
(Rock on)
Lingo's busting while the guitar swings
B-Side copies for the radio plays for something
I knew I blew the whole fandango
When the drum crew never wore a Kangol
Never could be like fake, fish won't bite bait
Realize that I'm over like clover
No good lucking so Maze hit the fucking beat
While the teenage fans are here
I bring it to the blues, I pay all my dues
So what's gone dead? Let me use my forehead
Easy, pack it up, man, let me stop stalling
'Cause everything I do is like fallin'
Fallin' fallin'
You played yourself
You played yourself
You played yourself
You played yourself
You played yourself
You played yourself
You played yourself

Yes y'all
Uptown
The sound is shakin' into war
And for all y'all
This is it

I'm never alone, I'm in a zone and stoned
I never leave home without my microphone
I break backbones like a stone, I roam
I knick knack paddy wack and give a dog a bone
Like Al Capone I am a dog, I foam
At the mouth, shout it out when I groan in tone
I go uptown, I come back home
(With who?) "Me, myself and my microphone"



It's like this y'all
It don't stop
You see I'm uptown and rockin' the dope spot
So I dip to the dive, thrive and come alive
The two MCs that make ya name survive
For alla y'all, my name is Run
I rock big parties, have big fun
The mind blowin, body rockin MC fiend
Who came along and made his home and chained the toll on my team
The cool calm brother from around the way
Where I'm from, DJ Run met a kid named "Jay"
We go uptown, and come back home
(With who?) "Me, myself and my microphone"

I go uptown, I come back home with who?
"Me, myself and my microphone"
I go uptown, I come back home with who?
"Me, myself and my microphone"
I go uptown, I come back home with who?
"Me, myself and my microphone"
I go uptown, I come back home with who?
"Me, myself and my microphone"

Gotta gotta gotta gotta keep it on
Gotta gotta gotta keep it on
Gotta gotta gotta gotta keep it on
Gotta gotta gotta keep it on
Gotta gotta gotta gotta keep it on
Gotta gotta gotta keep it on
Gotta gotta gotta gotta keep it on
Gotta gotta gotta keep it on

"Give us respect"
Get much respect when I flex my Tek
Unique when I speak and wreck your set
I used to take the train to go to school
The microphone holdin on the golden rule
Pop pop pop, you can't stop my flow
I rock it in my pocket everytime I go
Straight Uptown, I come back home
(With who?) "Me, myself and my microphone"

I go uptown, I come back home with who?
"Me, myself and my microphone"
I go uptown, I come back home with who?
"Me, myself and my microphone"
I go uptown, I come back home with who?
"Me, myself and my microphone"
I go uptown, I come back home with who?
"Me, myself and my microphone"

Judgement night
Judgement night, got gun, got badge
Judgement night
Judgement night, in the echo of a gun blast
Judgement night
Over here and bust the way, crush a sucka gutter
Sun don't cease at a hundred degrees
I'm coolin in your freezer, he's a breezer
I hits it up with that bald faced rap
I sinks to the crack and I make shit get wild
Run it by, bust to start, to punch others front
Top drop Caesar, it's more than a leisure
Bitch every fuckin' grain in your brain like a tweezer
The sinister thief shaded to six feet deep for the misdemeanor
Offender, the back bender, corny nigga, the bullshit trip ender
Never perpetratin', so ain't no lurkin' in the dark
I'm lurkin' near the workin' niggaz heart, c'mon
Used to be a gambler when I was a scrambler
Now I'm grand to her, Shorty back might damage her
Who's this here, state my facts and react
And saturate brains with a plate of hot wax
Intertwining, combining and aligning, shining
Studies in the light right now while we wreak fuckin' havoc
Judgement night, got gun, got badge
Judgement night
Judgement night in the echo of a gun blast
Judgement night
Judgement night, got gun, got badge
Judgement night
Judgement night in the echo of a gun blast
Judgement night
Come inside with His Highness, the illinest
Killin' 'em with adrenalin, blast past the minimum
Look to the winter ugliness, ruggedness under the rug
Drugs and his money strikes confidence
Chopped in the days and the blazin' smell
Then the realm of a seance, I blackloose guns
Comin' to the project, walls with A K's
We're talkin' days, word that you son
You really want some next shit? Some blood on the exit?
Onyx, watch me wreck shit as they exit
But yo I keep 'em hollerin', Screamin' out for mercy minds
Of a lowest of enemies, ghetto mentality
So blast it as I hit your head, you're dead not disbelievin'
Got the toxic rock to bring a nigga, Biohazard
Judgement night, got gun, got badge
Judgement night
Judgement night in the echo of a gun blast
Judgement night
Judgement night, got gun, got badge
Judgement night
Judgement night in the echo of a gun blast
Judgement night
Yo, gimme that shit
You fuckin' bald headed bastard
What the evil nasty access? Mad shit to burn the acids
So ashes to ashes raps with the ghetto gats
And I'm doin', niggaz ruin 'em, showin' 'em my razzmatazz
Mainly a devil rebel, foul niggaz know we fuckin' wild
I'm wild, I'm wild, he's wild so we's wild, capture the rapture
Come blackness after, I swear to fuckin' God I raise Hell
And make the white man call me master, I'm six, six, six
And need to repent to the pastor so fuck the radio
And close your ears but read my lips, I rips and if you eat my words
I'll leave your strung like umm umm umm, it was on the tip of my tongue
But now it's stuck in between my throat, I can't breath so I lick it
Onyx ain't the top pick, you must be suckin' a black dick
And if it takes the death of me to make history
The whole world will remember my misery
I know what I'm tryin to say, my words get in the way
They render me speechless, oh black Jesus I'm cryin' inside
Couldn't give a fuck if I live or I die 'cause I'm just a slave
Who's brave but fuck pickin' cotton, I'd rather see my grave
So I meditated before I was created and if you prefer sorrow
Made me reincarnated, now I'm back rulin' MC's
But pussy niggaz increase, well then it's just another nigga
That gotta get greased, so if you wanna talk shit
In order to avoid a fight, say what the fuck you wanna say
Just spell my name right, yeah motherfucker
Judgement night, got gun, got badge
Judgement night
Judgement night in the echo of a gun blast
Judgement night
Judgement night, got gun, got badge
Judgement night
Judgement night in the echo of a gun blast
Judgement night
Judgement night, got gun, got badge
Judgement night
Judgement night in the echo of a gun blast
Judgement night

War!
Our government is fucked
Sure to bring us down
The media incites civil unrest
Hatred can bring you down
War!
I don't want your war
War!
We don't need your war
We don't need your war
War!!!
Military beasts starvin' countries
Drama brings you to your knees
Spill your blood to save humanity
Dyin' for the food we feed
War!
I don't want your war
War!
We don't need your war
We don't need your war
War!
Our government is fucked
Sure to bring us down
The media incites civil unrest
Hatred can bring you down
Injustice drives you crazy
It drive L.A. insane
In this generation
Hatred is the name
War!
L.A. '92
Bastard magic should make you cry
The answer to the question is we ain't gonna die
L.A. '92
Police can make me under stress
While all L.A.'s a fuckin' mess
Don't patronize my fuckin' ass
Some heads will get crashed
L.A. '92
Billy's got himself a gun
He's goin' to fuckin' war
He won't revert to sticks and stones
Just bullet holes and broken bones
Chaos, chaos, chaos, chaos
Don't give a fuck!
Covert body knock ya down
No weight support so taken down
The juk-jock, a lock in a cell
We ain't got shit, now had enough
Chaos, chaos, chaos, chaos
Don't give a fuck!

Disorder!
Disorder!
Disorder!
Disorder!
Disorder!
Disorder!
Disorder!
Disorder!

(Ooh-ohoh-ooh-ohoh)
Ugh, turn me up
(Ooh-ohoh-ooh-ohoh)

Now I got to murder the murder to get away
The eyes can appeal now the fool's gotta pay
And if they ain't paid then they pay it with their life
To watch another man try to hold on to his life
Cos I keep lookin and huntin just like a lion
Let these suckers know that it's them that be dyin
I show no remorse to the source of a tattle
And if they tell then the hungry better battle
Aah keep it comin and comin across the table
And if I miss I never miss to bring the danger
I'm lookin' forward and I'm lookin' over my shoulder
And I'll make a simple sin to make the bonus
But I never rest and resting, never cease
I'll do a motherfucker when he's resting in peace
Cos what they saw they never seen or even heard of
And if they live it's just another body murdered
Another body murdered!

(Ooh-ohoh-ooh-ohoh)

On the hand, I want it

I'll make ya deal for deals that make a kill
And anyone lookin on'll get that ass killed
I'm living like a criminal and criminal I be
And I'm respected in the hood like a G
But if they think about snitching then they're gone
I'm takin off their heads with the motherfuckin' chrome
I gotta pay the paid to play to get through
And I ain't through til I dump another fool
I see the fool, runnin and runnin but where they goin?
Had to witness my murder now they knowin'
Would they blast or blast or let me pass?
I had to think fast or I was goin in a flash
If I wait a second longer that'll be my ass
Searchin for these fools while I'm steppin across the grass

'Cuz they can't hide and hide and that's real
And what you just witnessed with your eyes gotcha killed
Another body murdered!

Bang your head to this (turn me up!)
Another body murdered!

(Ooh-ohoh-ooh-ohoh)

(Aah, Faith No More)
I had to get it together to watch a body get murdered, uhh
(Boo-Yaa Tribe)
I had to get it together to watch a body get murdered
Bang your head, come on
Bang your head
Bang your head
Bang, your, head, to, this

I see a fool wanna try and test the fool
I testify that the fool will have to lose
Boo-Yaa Tribe gotta keep it low, ooh
Heard a brother that was shot
With my motherfuckin uzi
Heads are peeled when my head up
As I bail with my head up
Round they crowd someone gets it for luck and then I get up
All these busters on my trail
Wanna get where I'm at but they fail cos they can't bail
I keep bailin'
I've been slangin' my shit ever since they had me jailed in
But it ain't all about servin' time
It's about breakin' down the verdict and servin' mine
Another pass or passive
You wanta' play it by the Ridd let the gangster blast it
All these fools goin' up they sigh
They try to test mine
They never get to know why
Oooh how long can you live when a gangster like the Ridd keep smokin' that ass!

Bang your head to this (huh)

(Ooh-ohoh-ooh-ohoh)

(Turn me up)
I had to get it together to watch a body get murdered, huh


I had to get it together to watch a body get murdered, huh

(Faith No More)
I had to get it together to watch a body get murdered
(Boo-Yaa Tribe)
Murder 101

Sugar come by and get me high
Sugar come by and get me high
Sugar come by and get me high
Sugar come by and get me high
Sugar come by and get me high
Sugar come by and get me high
Sugar come by and get me high
Sugar come by and get me high
Sugar come by and get me high

Look who's back on the program
Hookin' up another fly joint
When I float on the slow jam
When I tipped I kicked the shit
Like a phat drum when I light up a fat spliff
Take a whiff
Can you smell that in the air?
When I'm smoking out the building from everywhere
Shit I feel get down, don't you sit down
When my thought starts cloudin'
Time to skip town
When yet I go wrong I got to hit my bong
Later on I'll be getting high all alone
I got a friend named Mary Jane
And she make me feel strange
Now I got to call out her name

I love you Mary Jane
Sugar come by and get me high
I love you Mary Jane
Sugar come by and get me high
I love you Mary Jane
Sugar come by and get me high
I love you Mary Jane
Sugar come by and get me high

Can I call Marty? Wanna, if you wanna party
Well shit I'm gonna as soon as she comes around
To my neighborhood
Damn and she always smells good
Let me make this understood
I'm gettin serious, have you ever been experienced?
Not for the lightweight, make you delirious
What if the room's spinning? I can't stop
Now I musta been drinkin cuz this ain't pot
That's doin' me like this, I feel ill
Now I'm callin' out to Mary becuz I just can't deal

I love you Mary Jane
Sugar come by and get me high
I love you Mary Jane
Sugar come by and get me high
I love you Mary Jane
Sugar come by and get me high
I love you Mary Jane
Sugar come by and get me high
Come get me high
Sugar come by and get me high.....

The mack is back
Sweeping up snack packs
Still slinging that game on the rock track
Feeling this bank and it don't stop, no
Here we go again setting up shop, yep
Looking for a thing with a nice hips
Gotta have a set of them thick lips
When it comes to sex I want a freak no lease with a baby got back teets
It's on, why not get it on tape, son?
Here I come with another one
I wanna put you in the mud, honey
Spittin' out of them guts like it ain't funny
Yep, yep, yep, beat it by the king pimp
Call mix if you wanna peep game simp
Freak daddy if you wanna get nasty, call freak momma fast g, fast g, fast g
Freak momma
(freak)
Freak momma
(freak) yo
Freak momma
(freak)
Slow this on down, y'all
Bring it back
Oh, nasty rapper want to give it to
You can dance on that table and play that stipper role and make love on the console
She ain't nothing nice
Undercover vice done picked her up twice
She ain't no ho though, think you don't know though, she'll put you on the floor and then oh, no
Wine, wine, wine, sexy dancer, no need to romance ya'
I just want to tap that bird, so heed the word ya' just heard
We cuss and fuss and kick up much dust, but you know, rap stars, you can trust us
Ain't no sense in throwing no drag or drama
Come on baby, give me that freak momma, freak momma
Ah, ha
Freak momma
Yeah, (freak) yeah
Freak
Freak momma
(freak)
It's the only happening thing, yeah
Freak momma
(freak)
Ah
Mister bridget wants to get ya'
Take a few nasty pictures, and then flip ya', kiss ya', stick ya' in make-up
Baby I just wanna get with ya'
Loving these type of lyrics
And baby I was raised on prince, not crack, so I gotta let you hear it
I can't help myself, I love sexy and controversy
Invasion of the rump snatcher
Got much stabs, so you know I'll catch ya'
So don't try to break, cause I come off straight, and other rappers try to come off cake, and their minds are stuck on me, and I'm stuck on you
And step on me, and I'll step on you
I ain't thinking about a man when I come through
We can peel out on these yokohamas
Just me and my freak momma, freak momma
Yeah
Freak momma
(freak)
Freak momma
Let's see if I can do some of that mudhoney vocals
(feak) ah, ha ha
Freak momma
Yeah
(freak)
Just lost my street credibility, y'all
Ha ha ha ha
Freaky, come on

This song has been banned by the FCC

Hey, I gotta start it
MCs be carted, off
Ya soft
Dinosaur Jr. will flood that's gotta warn ya
What in blazes
Hey this, is phat
Weigh this
I'll portray this
Photographs, so the last laugh
Is mine, you're behind
For the mind, and for the soul
That's how I roll
Now I hold
The mic, with my life
Depended on it
I'm doin' ya bond it
My non gets warts it
And I'm apart from wackness
I'm separated
Did you like how I spiked the ball
Despite ya all
You could come bite a small portion
There's more in the vault
Halt, have a malt
I alta your brain patterens
Yet it's my fault
I sustain phatter blends
Of words heard, stampede
Damn he the speech with two teach?
"Just me, no simile, never flow simpily, cause it was meant to be, the
Truth, the truth, and nothing but the truth, I tell it to the youth,
Propelling with the proof, in the puddin', wouldn't you like to know?
Oh, no you didn't, my flows never quittin', and that's the truth, the
Motherfuckin' truth my man."
I'm on the scrimmage
Waitin' for you phucking imitations
And I'm not descriminating
Myself, when I'm making my wealth
Pure facts
It's hard for me to endure wack MCs
I lay my tracks with ease
I'm tellin' you that Del is truth
Appelin' through your arteries
You scar your knees
Bowing, praising, now when I phase in
Like Kitty Pride
City wide
Confer to kick the rumor
Him admit he lies
The truth will set you free
When I upset MCs
Execute MCs
I do my best to mute MCs
All it takes is intelligence
I'm great with embellishments
They need a savior
So Del is sent...
"Yeah, the truth, the truth, the nothing but the truth, I tell it to
The youth, propelling with the proof, in the puudin', wouldn't you
Like to know?, Oh, no you didn't, my flow is never quittin', and
That's the truth, the motherfucking truth my man, the truth, the
Motherfucking truth, I'll punch you in your tooth, ass drop the roof,
Bitch..."
You know my attributes
So don't act cute
It's moot
A closed casket
The most massive
Fluff, just me
No simile
Never flow simpily
Cause it was meant to be
Never concluded
Sever your crew with
Microlazer surgery,
I get Adam split up like atoms like the Molecule Man
Now all of you stand
Like a congregation
On the basement titric
Hip-hop
Not carin' sharin'
Tearin' Jones here in clones
Wearin' bones
Skeletons, your plasma is like gelatin
And tell a friend
Who's developin'
Cause Del's intelligent...
"Yeah, my lyrical technique, will make ya body freak, my lyrical
Technique, will make ya body tweak, my lyrical technique, will make
Ya body seek, the beaning, double-teaming, on your motherfuckin'
Brain. Yeah, see that hoe, too, yeah, bitch fuck it...slammin'."

Yeah! Hahahaha!
Fatal in the building
Yeah!
Come and die!
Aargh!
Hahahaha!
Come and die with me!
Yargh!
Darrg!
Come and die!
Darrg!
Die! (die)
Come and die with me!

Feel the helter skelter
Baby come on get help
You'd better run and [maybe ask] some shelter
Coz' I ain't with the bullshit
Push it in, pull it back
Then I hit you with a full clip
Then watch you bleed
You killed my seed
And I will want to push you on your knees
So look into my eyes
It's time to die!
Yaaarg!
Come and die! Come and die! Come and die!
Come and die with me!
Argh!
Come and die! (die)
Come and die! (die)
Come and die! (die)
Come and die with me!
Come on! (die) Come on! (die)
Argh! (die) (die) (die) (die)
Argh!
You can't run
You can't hide
I'm gonna kill you! (Woehahaha!)
You can't run
I'm gonna get you
You can't hide
I'm gonna find you
You can't run
I'm gonna kill you
You can't hide
I'm gonna kill you!
Heads on the floor
I'm going insane
When they catch this motherfucker
I'm a true fucking brains
Picking up a past time, wait
This is a crazy to make for my kid and my wife
Everything amounts to suicide
singing in petrified hope
but you can't [running] high
Bitch, there ain't no need to cry
Time's up
It's time to die!
Aaargh! Come and die! (die)
Come on! Come and die! (die)
Aahahahaha! Come and die! (die)
Come and die with me!
Die! Come and die!
Die! Come and die!
(die)
Come and die! (die)
Come and die with me!
Wahahaha! Wahaha!
no more, vicious motherfucker
Now it's time to die
die die
Die! (aargh!)
Come and die (die!)
Come and die (die!)
Come and die (come on!)
Come and die with me!
Come on!
Come and die! (die)
Come and die! (die)
Come and die! (die, die)
Come and die with me!
Yuargh!
Fuck!
Come and die!
Die, motherfucker!
Bring it on!
Come on die!
Die! (die)
Die!
Die!
Come on!
Bring it on!
I want you to die!
Die, motherfucker, die, hahaha!
Die!
Die! (bang)

It's time, I came to get mine
Runnin' through the hoods with a hand on the nine
Why do the pigs come?
Bring your ass on cross the line so I can get the blast on
Oh shit, I'm empty, but I got a shank on the side so don't even tempt me
Runnin' the program, Cypress Hill on the real
With the Pearl Jam and I'm packin' the steel
Don't come my way, 'cause it only takes one minute to reach for the AK
Then pow!, whatcha' gonna do now
Nowhere to run when my dog's on the prow
Prowlin', howlin', give it up punk, you might want to throw the towel in
I like doin' the ill thing, 'cause ain't nothin' like the real thing
It ain't nothin' like the real thing
It ain't nothin' like the real
Ain't nothin' but the real thing
Ain't nothin' but the Hill
Ain't nothin' but the real thing
Ain't nothin' but the real
Ain't nothin' but the real thing
Ain't nothin' but the Hill
Keep me a tazer up in the blazer
And the black nine by the waistline
Never know when someone'll test ya'
Let you know I got mine by my body, yes why'all
I'm the victim that became the attacker
Have my little friend waitin' for the carjacker
That'll do anything for the looper
When I leave the Hill I strack when I swoop
Clack, clack, bang, bang, 'cause it ain't no thang
When I hang with Stone and I kick that funky slang
I got the funk when I got ta' do the ill thing
'Cause ain't nothin' like the real thing
Ain't nothin' like the real thing
Ain't nothin' like the real thing
Ain't nothin but the real
Ain't nothin' like the real thing
Ain't nothin' like the real thing
Ain't nothin' but the Hill