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1995

 
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1
Not Promised Tomorrow Lyrics
Youth never learns the truth about life.
All they see is money, 'hos, a lot of hype.
I can tell you things that are wrong and some are right,
but I have a view of a different type.

I seen him come up on the block slang the rocks for the cops,
and my mother's overworked and my pop's gone berserk.
She puts on teeny weeny skirts for the money, that ain't funny.
I got to stay alive do what I do to survive!

If I close my eyes will I rise?
If I don't that won't be no surprise.
I live my life like my last.
Learned many lessons but I have to laugh.
Because your not...
...Promised...
...Tomorrow!
Because your not...
...Promised...
...Tomorrow!
Because your not...
...Promised...
...Tomorrow!
Because your not...
...Don't live for today.

One life to live full of stress and strife.
Obstacles of chaos any time, many kind.
I can tell you things that are wrong and some are right,
but I have a view of a different type.

I seen him grow up kinda wild, a spoiled child living foul
and he's fed a silver spoon, and he still acts like a goon.
I don't understand it son.
Why must you carry a gun?
For the fun and the fame, pulling triggers ain't no game.

If I close my eyes will I rise?
If I don't that won't be no surprise.
I live my life like my last.
Learned many lessons but I have to laugh.
Because your not...
...Promised...
...Tomorrow!
Because your not...
...Promised...
...Tomorrow!
Because your not...
...Promised...
...Tomorrow!
Because your not...
...Don't live for today.

Fuck the dumb ditty dumb able bodies being bums.
People always talking shit, get yours if it's not legit.
How you think the rich got rich?
Cry and bitch and pitch a fit.
I say mind over matter and your pockets will be phatter!!!

If I close my eyes will I rise?
If I don't that won't be no surprise.
I live my life like my last.
Learned many lessons but I have to laugh.
Because your not...
...Promised...
...Tomorrow!
Because your not...
...Promised...
...Tomorrow!
Because your not...
...Promised...
...Tomorrow!
Because your not...
...Live my life like my last.
Because your not...
03:15 272 6,19 0.10
2
Snappin' Necks Lyrics 03:35 272 6,57 0.10
3
F.O.D. Lyrics
Fuck y'all who thought we were taking a fall you made the call, but we didn't drop the ball.
Took drastic measures time to get the look of the trade, sick of the cry baby serenade.
What you say?
Come out and pla'ay
You know that ass will sla'ay.
'Nuff respect given to the Mojo.
If you don't wanna give it, then we'll take it ho'.

Originality get off the dick and all you jealous bands keep talking shit.
Back stabbers, ain't no friend of mine.
Cross the line.
You know that ass will be mine.

F.O.D.
Four piece of doom.
F.O.D.
Four piece of doom.
F.O.D.
Four piece of doom.
F.O.D.
Four piece of doom.

New sound Atlanta shaking you up like Fanta.
Pop goes your top 'cause we're getting real hot.
Two crackers and two niggers who ain't scared to pull the trigger.
Those who dissin' us can get the middle finger.
Mad as hell with a rebel yell.
You suckers sold us out 'cause your soul's were for sale.
We walk the walk and talk the talk,
it's not our fault that your ass fell of!!!!!!!!!!!

Originality get off the dick and all you jealous bands keep talking shit.
Back stabbers, ain't no friend of mine.
Cross the line.
You know that ass will be mine.

F.O.D.
Four piece of doom.
F.O.D.
Four piece of doom.
F.O.D.
Four piece of doom.
F.O.D.
Four piece of doom.

Suckers wanna battle, but they don't know how, just another reason why my attitude's foul.
You had enough, you're calling my bluff.
Well step into my zone and see if you're rough enough.
BOOM BAM bands getting (spit).
You got to get rid of the flam.
Monkey see, monkey do.
Punk, you're fucking with the four piece of doom, four piece of doom,
four piece of doom.
F.O.D.
F.O.D.
F.O.D.
F.O.D.
F.O.D.
03:50 272 7,30 0.10
4
The Beginning Of The End Lyrics
The beginning of the end of a new terror, a new era.
A diligent force, setting the course to be a number 1 rap source.
The beats are hype, the rhymes are nice, no better than nice, they're cold as ice.
My rap style, many variations.
Causing emcees to go on vacation and find a new occupation,
like leading the nation, an innovation.
You'll chant Stuck Mojo.
Yeah dis us boy, to hype our popularity, show clarity.
If you decide to dis, understand we can't do this shit for kicks.
It's our business just like any other, and you'll discover old time brothers,
at the top stagnating, while others are waiting and debating.
If they should waking, step on toes, you'll gain automatic foes,
but you'll always find those who oppose!!

The be...
The the the be...
The the the be...
The beginning of the end
The be...
The the the be...
The the the be...
The beginning of the end

The beginning of the end, my friend.
I grin when the DJ starts to spin.
I look to the left, then to my right, my man kicks the beats, we start to recite.
DooDooraffic lyrics get the crowd into hysterics.
Don't pay no mind to the so-called critics, so check it, the B E A T,
yeah that's what hypes me.
Yo not a pipe dream, so don't entice me with pretty schemes against the team.
We're a new voice that's on the scene.
Commercial rap, I will not adapt to, it looks like your other rapper wants to.
You're gaining success, but you're losing respect.
Microphone comedians, I do detest.
Ridiculous is your sound and your thought patterns.
You're screwed up homeboys what happened?
Trying to change your style be versatile?
Sounding like a child, your efforts are futile.
It's like you took a gun and blew out your brains.
Seems like real rap began to be a strain.

The be...
The the the be...
The the the be...
The beginning of the end
The be...
The the the be...
The the the be...
The beginning of the end

The be...
The be...
The be...
The be...
The be...
The beginning of the End

The be...
The be...
The be...
The be...
The be...
The beginning of the End

The beginning of the end, yeah it's over.
To have some luck you need a four leaf clover, like Rover.
You might as well move over son, 'cause the Mojo has got your ass on the run.
I pull my mic to soothe my appetite.
I eat up a sucker just for spite, spit and sputter.
Naw, I never stutter.
Pull off the cover on your camera shutter.
Click, did you get a good shot?
Now you're soon to see the Mojo in a record shop.
The beginning of a new day dawning and an end to those we keep yawning to.
We call them all ruddy pot crews, bitching and crying the hip hop blues.
As we cruise, the others gonna lose.
You know the rules, so don't say it's cruel.
Survival of the fittest, and we're in it to win, and if you think
we're punking out you might as well forget it.
You got it?
You read about it in the paper.
How the Mojo has solved the caper.
Hollow ass followers, that caught the vapors.
Whishy wash brothers on their way out the door they took upon themselves,
they tried to explore, but they fell off!!!!!

The be...
The the the be...
The the the be...
The beginning of the end
The be...
The the the be...
The the the be...
The beginning of the end
03:29 256 6,33 0.10
5
Cake Lyrics
Never liked Dr. Seuss, Mother Goose.
Listen to the old school to get loose.
Don't write simple riddles to make you giggle, came to throw
down make your ass wiggle.
As Sir Nose, he said he'll never swim, but he got Stuck in the Mojo
deep end enough that back to the track to let you know where the mind is at...

Power, yeh we want it all, 'hos, might cause your downfall.
Friends, we don't have many, enemies plenty.
Suckers, stay out of our way.
Why?, Because you might get played.
#1 we're second to none we're not gonna stop 'til the mission is done...

Can't have my cake and eat it too?
Well who are you to judge the Mojo Crew?
Sick of the pie in the sky and we're gonna let you know the reason why.

Bread and water will make the average brother weak.
I wanna eat cake so let the big dog eat.
Kind of clever don't need a DJ to pull my goddamn lever.
In a live funky ass band it's not a dis, can you understand?
Fifth monkey of the kit but you suckers wanna pitch a fit.
Bust and cuss in disgust just because we want what's best for us.

Crackers, niggas all the same.
Money, is the name of the game.
Souls, are always sold for the promise of fool's gold.
C.Y.A., Cover Your Ass.
Uncle Sam is gonna fuck you fast.
Non stop we're going to the top, we're getting
props like crooked cops!!!

Can't have my cake and eat it too?
Well who are you to judge the Mojo Crew?
Sick of the pie in the sky and we're gonna let you know the reason why.

Bread and water will make the average brother weak,
I wanna eat cake and let the big dog eat.
That religion will make the brother weak,
I wanna eat cake so let the big dog eat.
Government cheese will make a brother weak,
I wanna eat cake and let the big dog eat.
Bein' broke ain't no joke,
I wanna eat cake and let the big dog...

CAKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
03:44 272 7,07 0.10
6
2 Minutes Of Death Lyrics
Don't turn out the lights tonight
I need a can of Raid
Ants will crawl inside my ears
and nibble on my brain
There's something by the window
and it wants to get inside
and it's waiting for the dark
so it can eat me up alive

You never listen when I call
I end up sleeping in the hall
Cause you're to busy with important things
You smile and say that you believe
but you're not listening to me
and now they're coming to get me

Why don't you believe me
it's not all inside my head
Something wants to eat me
and it lives underneath my bed
I gotta keep the lights on
or I'll never get to sleep
Cause there's something in this bedroom
and it's giving me the creeps

I try to tell you that I'm scared
you act like you don't even care
You just pat me on the head and walk away
You're gabbing downstairs on the phone
You leave me in the dark alone
and now I'm gonna stay up all night
Don't turn out the lights
01:37 256 2,97 0.10
7
Who's The Devil? Lyrics 05:13 272 9,84 0.10
8
Change My Ways Lyrics
I used to live my life in fear.
Thinking that my ways were wrong.
I lived my life by a book, written by Man.

I jumped more evils than your man Knevil,
not looking forward to a genocidal sequel.
Soul searching dark corners it's no lurking.
Believe in self to better your mental health...

Got to change my, gotta get away, get away, gotta change my ways!!
Got to change my, gotta get away, get away, gotta change my ways!!
Got to change my, gotta get away, get away, gotta change my ways!!
Got to change my, gotta get away, get away, gotta change my ways!!

I used to live my life in fear.
Thinking that my ways were wrong.
I lived my life by a book, written by Man.
Nailed for substance so what's the use?
You're picking on a black man was my excuse.
Sent me into exile, hard labor penal.
Four years out and my attitude's real foul!

Got to change my, gotta get away, get away, gotta change my ways!!
Got to change my, gotta get away, get away, gotta change my ways!!
Got to change my, gotta get away, get away, gotta change my ways!!
Gotta get away, got to change...

Hard headed nigga and set in my ways, but I can reminisce
of iller days, wild child living foul.
You gimme 3 feet or I get hostile, all for self and not for all
yo, one of these days I was bound to take a fall.
I realized that I couldn't get away.
I guess I'll die in my fucked up ways,
in my fucked up ways,
in my fucked up ways.

Parental prison cruel decision for no reason all because I am not pleasing.
What the fuck you want me to do?
No love.
All you do is just shove money, lies, it shouldn't be no suprise
that I am real and you have to deal with my ways.
Shifty in many ways, no charades.
Momma and daddy treat me a better way.

Got to change my, gotta get away, get away, gotta change my ways!!
Got to change my, gotta get away, get away, gotta change my ways!!
Got to change my, gotta get away, get away, gotta change my ways!!
Got to change my, gotta get away, get away, gotta change my ways!!
Gotta get away, gotta change...
03:29 272 6,50 0.10
9
Monkey Behind The Wheel Lyrics
Fuck you drunk driver, hate you like MacGyver.
Mission Impossible after 20 screwdrivers.
I ask for your keys, and you said "oh, no nigga please,
I can drive blindfolded steering with my knees."
Oh really, your vision's all blurry and that it's clear you see a 12 man
jury but if it was me I'd cut off your right arm
so you can't drink and drive and cause no harm
running niggas over like Death Race 2000.
Innocent by standers you keep on housing and why the mothers
still cry and tell me what you say each and every time.
Sorry?
Well sorry's not getting it.
Gimmie your face and let me start hitting it.
9 out of 10 the drunk drivers live.
I have to say, "Oh lord please forgive."

You ain't nothing but a monkey behind the wheel
Fuck you drunk driver...
Monkey behind the wheel.
Fuck you drunk driver...

Green light, yellow light, red light, go and you went but your fender got bent.
You sent a little girl to her grave brave and bold
and her mom's treasured her just like gold.
Green arrow turns real narrow.
Monkey boom bam, truck just slam.
My man Spike was on his way to a Mojo jam!
We're MADD, we're SADD, we're hurting real bad.
We don't want no more no more loved ones zipped up in body bags.
Oh now you're funny how you gonna get home?
How 'bout showing the motherfucker a damn phone.
Get off my shit before you get abused!!

Sorry, well sorry's not getting it.
Gimmie your face and let me start hitting it.
9 out of 10 the drunk drivers live.
I have to say, "Oh lord please forgive."

You ain't nothing but a monkey behind the wheel
Fuck you drunk driver...
Monkey behind the wheel.
Fuck you drunk driver...

This is what a drunk driver gets.
A stiff ass sentence that he sure won't forget.
Wake up in ICU wanting a cold brew he sees he can't 'cause
he's hooked up to some tubes...
Looking like shit, can't remember what he hit.
Oh it's coming back and he's feeling kinda sick.
Over and over it plays in your head,
now you're wishing that you were the one dead...

Instead it was the van, the one with the band.
Forty feet of grass and then you crashed.
No, you didn't see 'em 'cause you were asleep at the wheel.
Now it's a curse the others rolled in a hearse
and it hurts and it's getting kinda worse,
but you freeze and you drop to your knees
'cause that's the motherfucker you killed in your dreamsss...

You ain't nothing but a monkey behind the wheel
Fuck you drunk driver...
Monkey behind the wheel.
Fuck you drunk driver...
05:54 272 11,29 0.10
10
Uncle Sam Sham Lyrics
Everywhere I went today four walls
kept following me around
laughing quietly threatening to break down
and leave me curled up screaming
I watch them cackle like baboons
and smell the stench of their perfume
they've single-handedly stopped evolution
it's all in my head and it's gonna stay that way
I gag as I force down this spoiled version of the facts of life
I cram my square head in the round holes but it's pointless trying
I wish that I
could make my mind
accept the lies
that keep those blobs of human meat alive I know I can't
it's all in my head
and I wonder who was around
with a shovel when we paved these roads that don't go anywhere
standing around while the wires jumped and burned
with a where's my paycheck look on their faces
keep it going around
so you feel a little safer when you drag your fat ass to bed at night
keep it around
keep the rotten foundation of your cheap little lives from caving in
it's all in my head it better stay that way.
03:54 272 7,33 0.10
11
Propaganda Lyrics
Ten minutes of death, murder, destruction.
Preceeded by some simple instructions.
Channel 2, channel5, 36, 46, click click, yo ain't that a bitch?
Don't snooze on the news 'cause you're gonna lose.
Hell, is what you sell on a large scale.
Profit for misery, you know it's sick.
The people that you sell, a mindless clientele.

The poison schools, the prison pools is where you send your youth to break the rules.
Education's been non-void, that's why I'm so paranoid.
One time, and one time only if it's detrimental to your ass home,
but let it be something making no sense, they pump a lot of hype and make a strong defense.
To spread the ideas and burn the ones...

Propaganda. Don't believe the hype.
Propaganda. Don't believe the hype.
Propaganda. What lies do you read?
Propaganda. Tell me, what do you believe?
Propaganda. Is white really good?
Propaganda. Is black really bad?
Propaganda. We're talking about propaganda.

Hid a secret from a nigga put it in a book.
Ohh shit, my race got took.
Ever heard of Maat?
I think not, Black man's religion that got faded out.
Nigga lovers, I treat them like my brothers.
Civil rights, they killed plenty whites, but they'll have you to believe
that no white died for black.
Do you reall beleive?

The poison schools, the prison pools is where you send your youth to break the rules.
Education's been non-void, that's why I'm so paranoid.
One time, and one time only if it's detrimental to your ass home,
but let it be something making no sense, they pump a lot of hype and make a strong defense.
To spread the ideas and burn the ones...

Propaganda. Don't believe the hype.
Propaganda. Don't believe the hype.
Propaganda. What lies do you read?
Propaganda. Tell me, what do you believe?
Propaganda. Is white really good?
Propaganda. Is black really bad?
Propaganda. We're talking about propaganda.

Propaganda. Don't believe the hype.
Propaganda. Don't believe the hype.
Propaganda. What lies do you read?
Propaganda. Tell me, what do you believe?
Propaganda. Is white really good?
Propaganda. Is black really bad?
Propaganda. We're talking about propaganda.
03:59 256 7,23 0.10