a gangsta bitch took the stage
made all the lil girls go home
hide and seek they were playin games
this is war she explained
bodies are fallin under the eyes
of innocent smiles and flower children
no place for the faint of heart
spirits everywhere have already listened
to the recital of sweet words
lured you back to doin
the same things knowin the results
make it plain the insane
spreadin noise while
liliths children keep draggin
your loved ones away in the night
sweet brown says "aint nobody got time for dat"
somebody betta reach down deep and bring the heat
passion left in the bayou
gators eat alive the fearful
waitin to be saved
this aint the time for bein safe
people are starvin they aint gettin juice
they sippin ade believin 10% truth is all the daily requirement needed