Brother... Brother... Sister... Sister... It's the loneliness that's the killer So you want, To be free. To live your life, The way you want to
Brother... Brother... Sister... Sister... It's the loneliness that's the killer So you want, To be free. To live your life, The way you want
, heard he had a seventy-two Caddy Died in a robbery, can't remember him, was probably three Why didn't my folks just die in this society? Why wasn't
Into my destiny, now I see Was once confused by these haters, now I see I'm in the house, about six, twist the lit I park my V Hic, feedin' my bitch
Society reflects tonight An ugly mirror showing an animal instinct A twisted way to wrong a right, who knew How many dead before the sun comes arising
no room for those who flee when the beef hit cause they don't want no beef like people who only eat fish you get the third degree like my society secret
hatrid of me I'm too restricted, separated from your society.. I'm a new breed of species, a curse to lift that speak my name I'm different twisted
VERSE 1: The Fresh Prince ] Liggedy-ladies and gentlemen, hello, and how are you doin all? Now there's a problem that we really have got to solve In our society
It's so depressin', uh Be the realest shit I ever wrote (Money and cars, bitches) Shit Is Real Part 2 (Drugs) Modern day (Society you know?) See what
the black brush's wine The uncrowned king unholy, forget about the crucifix My rising sign is 666 Can't you see the way they twist and turn You watch
) Faces of death, Faces of death Are you scared motherfucker for your life? (You don't wanna die) [x2] Me muggin is how I set them up A smirky wicked twisted
We laugh in the face of destiny Abolish the rules of society We're the ink that goes deep in your skin We're black leather, studs and safety pins
gotta leave, leave you alone Wish I could I gotta leave the hood alone eventually right? I don't know Leave the hood, I would but it got Cam twisted
been crazy musta been high, twisted off hazy fuck am I doing?, this is my baby and now I'm feeling like Kane from Menace II Society (oh) know your brothers
musta been crazy Musta been high, twisted off hazy Fuck am I doing? This is my baby And now I'm feeling like Kane from Menace II Society Know your brothers
a evil society So, praise the Lord and enrage the war Against this wicked society, society Praise the Lord and raise your sword Against this wicked society, society
time With this uptempo beat with the g-funk rhyme Regulatin state to state, coast to coast Its all about the call of greens, yak, lets toast 'cause it's a ballin society
's twist, baby let's twist Oh, baby, let's twist, baby let's twist Yeah, baby, let's twist, baby let's twist Let's twist Let's twist Let's twist ...