"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