I`m Fucking Up the Program — текст песни (NATAS)

(Mastamind)
Fuck the dumb shit, this is what I come with
Who wanna ride along wit me as I run shit?
Hoes play the back and get mack slapped
Niggaz better know the fact that I`m strapped
And I ain`t havin that
Don`t temper with a maniac, cause he`s zany, that`s you for the kill
Drop, duck, and kneel and get fucked if you will
In Detroit, I`m like a devil in hell
Chillin` in the streets givin these fools the creeps
Now it`s time to roll down the Ave. with me
Jump, joke and laugh with me, nigga I ain`t happy
You in my face, get out or get knocked out
Pick up the album if you wanna know what I`m about
Mastamind, demonic motherfucker
The games master`s in the bitch, playin these fools like suckas
What the fuck? Another ugly duck with no luck
Rest in peace, with no beef you got fucked like a slut
Young punk, you ain`t shit, kill you in the chalk
Dead bodies get dumped, so I bring the dead body funk
Now they after me for my blasphamy
But damn, I am what I am nigga, I`m fuckin up the program

(CHORUS)
Fuckin up shit, and shit but a killin
Fuckin up shit, and shit but a killin
Fuckin up shit, and shit but a killin
Fuckin up shit, and shit but a killin

(TNT)
Motherfuckin up the program, fuckin up your industry
Niggaz on my dick, but they ain`t no fuckin friend to me
Niggaz ain`t no kin to me, ain`t got no love for `em
Fuck that bitch, Nina, cause I gotta slug nose for her
Boom, boom, boom, on that ass till ya drop kid
Killa killa cop, cause I want that fuckin cop killed
Mommy, mommy, mommy, why does TNT have a bomb?
Why does he roll with Mastamind and Esham?
Blood`s on my hands, I think I killed a man, damn
Wasn`t in the plan I ran, cause I`m fuckin up, fuckin up the program

(CHORUS)

(Esham)
Fuckin up the program call me the Son of Sam
The unholy black devil nigga, that`s who I am
When I speak this blasphamy, blasphamy`s what I`m speakin
My suicidal recital, so vital minds weaken
My Dr. Jeckyl and Mr. Hyde a suicide
I drive you to suicide, so come along for the murder ride
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 6, 6
Here comes the voodoo child to crucifix the mix
I fuckedadid up the program, wha-da-da-dang ya
I`m a fuckin head banga
So tell me why you fear what you hear
Mr. Kill the fetus is back, black I told you last year
Murder me man, shit God damn you better murder murder me man
Cause I`m fuckin up the program