"I understand that time is running out.."
[Paris]
Now who is able to make war with the beast?
It starts with P
Trumpets sound when I push the program
And set my sight on a serpent man
Swinging the sword of the righteous
Make devils drop and they just can't spite this
Genocide and the minds of men make
Brothers like me fill up with hate
I smell a skunk in the air
Cause your program still ain't fair
So who you wanna blame for "The Hate That Hate Made?"
When P let off and pigs get sprayed
Y'all wanna kill off the black man
But I know your master plan
So we'll see who stop the black guerrilla..
P-Dog the Bush Killa
{*scratching*}
Yeah, it's P-Dog the Bush Killa
[Paris]
Yeah, tolerance is gettin thinner
Cause Iraq never called me "nigger"
So what I wanna go off and fight a war for?
You best believe I got your draft card!
So bad to hate somebody else
But much worse to hate yourself
Victim to the mentacide of the devil why
must black folk be made to die?
Keepin 'em on and on.. keepin ya on and on
Now my brother down South said, "Fuck the Police"
I'm sayin, "No Justice, No Peace"
So I just stick 'em like that
Cause everybody want to get the black, huh
But we'll see who'll stop the black guerilla..
P-Dog the Bush Killa
"He's been shot!" "The president is dead"
Yeah, it's P-Dog the Bush Killa
{*scratching*}
"Oh my God!" "That man shot the president"
"Nobody moves, just stay where you are"
"Just hold it right there.."
[Paris]
Yeah, so where's he at? I might wait
for his motherfuckin ass on a rooftop next tour
Buckin stone cause I'm known to play for keeps-acapo
