I was reading the news the other day They called me a gangsta I never robbed and starved entire countries I never committed genocide on entire races of people I never dropped my bombs And killed innocent women and children Who's the fuckin gangsta? The end game muthafucka get your shit tight Listen it's a mission to keep us in the dark Keep us apart Keep us throwin poisones darts Into the black room Cash rules everything son Nobody's your friend fool Go for your gun Trust no one Money buys souls and lives Brothers and wives, alibis Many will die Fuckin with the quick to get ya niggas Demons from hell Their rooms are oval The pains global They makes bombs and then In the name of god they keep us apart I don't know about you but I don't hate as much as they do I'm just tryin to live and shit Muthafuckas best pray that they don't blow us all away Who? The powerhungry fools on the hill Before they lose they'll push the fuckin button Explode the air Winter and black rain They play the end game Muthafuckas take what they can take Muthafuckas think they stole this land we live on and kill to keep Then they lie in the schoolbooks and rock us to sleep We're just lambs here waiting for the blood bath baby Hitman army Hitman navy Moved by the wicked hands of money Neither no one knows the secrets in the evil mix man Hold your breath Pray for death That's the only truth left Their rooms are oval The pains global They make bombs and then In the name of god they keep us apart I don't know about you but I don't hate as much as they do I'm just tryin to live and shit Muthafuckas best pray that they don't blow us all away Who? The powerhungry fools on the hill Before they lose they'll push the fuckin button Explode the air Winter and black rain They play the end game I never done shit to your country or fam I don't want your oil man don't want your land The people that your beefin with are not my friends They hate me too and they want me to hate you It's evilism mixes that keep the people twisted Power mongers on earth They trade life for dirt It's not the people of this planet It's the kings in their court And they do what they gotta do cause murders their sport Their rooms are oval The pains global They make bombs and then In the name of god they keep us apart I don't know about you but I don't hate as much as they do I'm just tryin to live and shit Muthafuckas best pray that they don't blow us all away Who? The powerhungry fools on the hill Before they lose they'll push the fuckin button Explode the air Winter and black rain They play the end game Their rooms are oval The pains global They make bombs and then In the name of god they keep us apart I don't know about you but I don't hate as much as they do I'm just tryin to live and shit Muthafuckas best pray that they don't blow us all away Who? The powerhungry fools on the hill Before they lose they'll push the fuckin button...