Come onOnce again it's the hip-hop witch doctor The night is dark and the morning seems so far away Lost in the desert for forty nights and forty days Surrounded by forty thieves, they wanna see me dead Runaway, a fugitive and with a price on my head Wanna know why you can't identify with what I just said? You never listen, you just talk until your face turns red I spit venom and send 'em into a frenzy Tune in the revolution on reality TVWell, you can get with this or you can get with that But that shit over there is some brain dead wackness I'ma take a break and let you wack rappers practice Smoke a joint, come back and then continue to attack this Be scientific, stupid, but you don't get it You go ahead and rhyme about your rims and your fitted's' Cause I'ma go online and try an' decipher the secret Codes of the matrix Devil, I'm about to break you down I break it down, we break you down We love to tell the truth and you hate the sound But we don't give a **** if you don't give a **** We don't give a ****, you gotta lotta love I break it down, we break you down We love to tell the truth and you hate the sound But we don't give a **** if you don't give a **** We don't give a ****, you gotta lotta love It doesn't matter what the neighbors try to do to me Send me to jail but I gotta stay true to me So many things are more important than you and me But nothing's more important than the fight for freedom I'm standing on the mountain top and I think I can see them I'm walking through the valley of death, can it be them? The enemies venom suspend 'em in the purgatory Well, that's some serious shit, this ain't no bedtime story Words hit the brain like Bush hit Hussein Saddam and Gomorrah like chrome spit the flame Rain fire from the sky like the Fourth of JulySome things are more important and much bigger than you and IBut nothing's more important than that look in your eyes That's when I know I hit your spot because you tighten your thighs That's when I know I hit the spot, uh, right between the eyes So hot, so hot I'm cold as ice, nigga I break it down we, break you down We love to tell the truth and you hate the sound But we don't give a **** if you don't give a **** We don't give a ****, you gotta lotta love I break it down we, break you down We love to tell the truth and you hate the sound But we don't give a **** if you don't give a **** We don't give a ****, you gotta lotta love Come out with your mother****in' hands up This a take over You can't stand in the way of darkness A cold, cold day in hell is upon us Rise up, stand up and be counted The days of war and the nights of madness You can't stand in the way of darkness A cold, cold day in hell is upon us Rise up, stand up and be counted The days of war and the nights of madness The truth, the light that lies in the darkness Nobody can stop this, be quiet, let me rock this(Hed)s knock the keg and block parties where we drop this Madness digitize, light it up and practice UhhIt's a free, free world and I'm takin' it, what? It's a free, free world and I'm takin' it, what? It's a free, free world and I'm takin' it Hold my dick for a minute while I'm breakin' it You, you, you, you can't stop me Who, who, who, who can stop me now? You, you, you, you can't stop me Who, who, who, who can stop me now? Ladies and gentlemen Right now I'm proud to represent and present to you From Subnoize Records, my nigga, Dr JeckleCome I came to bring the pain to these mother****ers I pull up skirts and put a hurtin' on these cocksuckers I ain't a bitch nigga, you can't **** me You ain't family, so don't trust me I'm a blue collar witch doctor Hip-hop-a, rocker, that's what, I got your attention The message is written in code The keys are the wisdom to unlock your soul I break it down, we break you down We love to tell the truth and you hate the sound But we don't give a **** if you don't give a **** We don't give a ****, you gotta lotta love I break it down we, break you down We love to tell the truth and you hate the sound But we don't give a **** if you don't give a **** We don't give a ****, you gotta lotta love Yeah, that's right mother****ers It's (Hed) P.E. and Suburban Noize, so **** off You can't stand in the way of darkness A cold, cold day in hell is upon us Rise up stand up and be counted The days of war and the nights of madness You can't stand in the way of darkness A cold, cold day in hell is upon us Rise up stand up and be counted The days of war and the nights of madness You, you, you, you can't stop me Who, who, who, who can stop me now? You, you, you, you can't stop me Who, who, who, who can stop me now? You, you, you, you can't stop me Who, who, who, who can stop me now? You, you, you, you can't stop me Who, who, who, who can stop me now?