featuring Brother J and Sluggy Ranks

[Sluggy Ranks]

We don't want no weapons

No weapons!

Don't need no ammunition

No ammunition!

It's killing off the nation

Guns and knives take people's lives

It's true (for real)

Whoa it's true ooh yay

(x2)

(Easy Mr. Sluggy)

[Wise Intelligent]

I'm 'bout to rob the robbers kill the killers

Flow stealers bear witness to the Thriller in Manila

Sluggy the singer beside the teacher

Brother J, Dark Sun Rider

Sixty six thousand seven hundred five and a half miles per hour

Submit while you circle the sun

One ton, the weight of every jewel I drop inside you

Got you wide, in a minute I'mma get you wider

God is the highest form of living mind math and matter

Negroes, complete the data

Your nation's lacking, you're at the bottom of the living line

Why? Cause Whitey screwed your simple mind

You was a God now you're the sucker of the planet Earth

And crowned your woman slut of the universe

Pimping, leaning, fiending, scheming

Trying to be the cooleest nigga for some frozen other reason

That spit, it ain't slick on any known planet

Except for Pluto I believe

Three billion six hundred and eighty million miles away from something

That's why you ain't saying nothing

Heads is fronting, forty ounce and Phillies blunting

Destructing before your sleepy eyes (ooh-yay)

Teacher Wise will have you all recognize

In minutes less than five niggas ain't 'bout this

It seems as if hip hop's become a species in danger

Since rappers turned gangsta

[Sluggy Ranks]