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Don't turn nasty now
The dusts of hell
A pillar of my salt
The last one out of the box
The one who broke the spell

Little by little, by hook or by crook
I'm such a tease and you're such a flirt
Once you've been 'round you've been around enough
Ooh
Little by little, by hook or by crook
Never in earnest, never get judged
I'm no idiot, I should look
Ooh

The glue won't hold
The thread unpulls
Uncurling with my love
The last one out of the box
The one who broke the seal

Obligations
Complications
Routines and schedules
The drug that will kill you
Kill you
Oh, you

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Come down and beware of the black fist
The guerillas straight mutherfuckin' killers in the mist
Take a shot Buck Buck but you can't forge
Never thought you'd see niggers in the forest
Don't kick in the chorus just yet
'Cause we ain't made a mess yet
Lench Mob produce the best shit
Comin' real hard, man
Bumpin' in your car, man
Finally caught up with a devil named Tarzan
Swingin' on a vine
Suckin' on a piece of swine
Jiggaboo come up from behind
Hit him with a coconut
Stab him in his gut
Push him out the tree
He falls right on his nuts
And just like EPMD
I don't like a bitch
Named J to tha A to the N-E
Can't wait to meet her
I'm gonna kill her
'Cause that little motherfuckin' cheetah can't hang with a guerilla

You try to pay me off with a banana
But JD is blacker than a city called Atlanta
Give me some elbow room, I need some elbow room
So I can boom shack-a-laka boom
That's the sound of the twenty guage
Lock us up and the Lench Mob can break out of any cage
You never even hear of this
I'm taking care of this
Lench Mob environmental terrorists
Fuck great ape and Magilla
I'm a killa
Magilla gorilla ain't a killa
White boys like Godzilla
But my super nigger named King Kong
Played his ass like Ping-Pong
So motherfuckers get your ding-dong
Or the bozac (what's that?) dick and nut sack
So get your butts back from the black fist
Cap peelers, the guerillas in the mist

Va-voom, here comes a nigger from the dark side
Talking 'bout a brand new apartheid
South Central, straight ghetto native
Gotta show these devil motherfuckers what I'm made of
Yes, never smoke the sess
Only hit the Gautama Buddha when I beat on my chest
I'm laying in a cut
I'm laying in a cut
I'm laying in a cut
'Bout to shoot me a mutt (with what?)
With the boom ping ping
Listen to the ill shit that I bring bring
Nappy headed nigger, coming out the mist
The smog, the fog, Ice Cube is my motherfucking dog, yes
Kicking pumps, smoking humps
The guerillas, rollin' from deep in the bumps
Short Dog got the motherfuckin' pump
And it's true T-Bone got the twenty-two
That's how it's done
So you better run yo', run yo'
Run your ass out the jungle
'Cause hear the guns go and we don't miss
The Lench Mob, the guerillas in the mist