Текст (слова) песни: Goodie Mob - Cell Therapy

When the scene unfolds
Young girls thirteen years old
Expose themselves to any Tom, Dick, and Hank
Got mo` stretch marks than these hoes
Hollin they got rank
See Sega aint in this new world order
Dem experimenting in Atlanta, Georgia
United Nations, overseas
they trained assassins to do search and seize
Aint knocking or asking
Dem coming for niggas like me
Po` white trash, like they
Tricks like her back in slavery
Concentration camps lace with gas pipes lines
Inferno`s outdoors like they had back
When Adolf Hitler was living in 1945
Listen to me now, believe me
Later on in the future look it up
Where they say it? Aint no more Constitution
In the event of a race war
Places like operation heartbreak hotel
Moments tear until air tight vents seat off despair
Dem say expect no mercy
Foot you should be my least worries got to deal with
Where my W-2`s, 1099`s
Unmarked black helicopters swoop down
And try to put missiles in mines

Who`s that peeking in my window
POW nobody now

Me and my family moved in our apartment complex
A gate with the serial code was put up next
The claim that this community is so drug free
But it don`t look that way to me cause I can see
The young bloods hanging out at the sto 24/7
Junkies looking got a hit of the blo it`s powerful
Oh you know what else they tryin to do
Make a curfew especially for me and you the traces of the new world order
Time is getting shorter if we don`t get prepared
People it`s gone be a slaughter
My mind won`t allow me to not be curious
My folk don`t understand so they don`t take it serious
But every now and then, I wonder
If the gate was put up to keep crime out or to keep our ass in

Who`s that peeking in my window
POW nobody now

Listen up little niggaz I`m talking to you
About what yo little ass need to be going through
I fall a victim too and I know I shouldn`t smoke so much
But I do with the crew everybody on the average `bout 4 or 5
I`m lucky to be alive at sunrise now I realize the cost
After I lost my best friend Bean I recognize as a King
Who am I to tell you to stop smokin
Now you`re open to disease and colds
And aint 16 years old, this shit has got to stop
Let`s take a walk through detox
I want outta this hold I`m in a cell under attack
Loc up folks they in the hood, got an eye on every move
I make open your face to info you aint know
Cause it`s kept low how the new world plan
Reeks the planet without the black man

So what`s your angle, try to separate me from the blood
is disrespect like coming in my home and not
Wiping your feet on tha rug
the Citron Absolut has got me bucking no hang with no phony
lookout for the man with tha mask and the white pony
On my back are bills staying off my toes always on my heels
Insane, plain, soldiers coming in the dark by plane
To enforce the new system by reign
Tag my skin with your computer chip
Run your hand over tha scanner to buy you dish now
No more fishing for your fish
Kiss tha days of tha old days past ways gone
Mind blown, conception, protection
My name on your selections but I caught you coming POW!

Who`s that peeking in my window
POW nobody now

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