Bun B and La Coka Nostra - Choose Your Side

It’s just one man, one mission, and one mind
With one button, one push, yelling
"One time"
With one chance, one target, and one shot
With one second to pray
That’s all that Bun got
I’m slightly off-kilter, somewhat tuned out
And loony-toony, I’m looped up and looned out
So not being of a sound state of mind
I’m an example of
Western civilization’s decline
I’m a loner, a rebel, samurai solo
Balls to the wall and bolo out for dolo
Bad case of tunnel vision, one track minded
Blurred by the bullshit
And criminally blinded
Feeling like a refugee fighting
For his dinner my life is on the line
And the line’s getting thinner
I know Hell is waiting for me
And there’s nowhere to run
So I just flick the switch and it’s done

When it’s a suicide you can choose your side
When it’s a homicide you can choose your side
When it’s a genocide you can choose your side
You can choose your side when it’s a suicide
When it’s a suicide you can choose your side
When it’s a homicide you can choose your side
When it’s a genocide you can choose your side
You can choose your side if
You choose to ride

Yo Peter Piper picked peppers
Run rocked rhymes
Jesus healed lepers, Judas dropped dimes
Moses split the Red Sea
Mohammed took back Mecca
And Michael battles Lucifer for
Who collects ya and Hitler killed Jews while
Schindler freed ‘em
And Foreman was the champ until Ali beat him
Mobutu was a killer and this well-known
These Bushes keep acting
Like they’re Corleone
I’m the curse of Barabbas, I’m original sin
I’m Reverend Mao Zedong, Monk Ho Chi Minh
I’m in that Brian Jonestown Massacre zone
A little bit of Leonard Cohen
To set the perfect tone
Call me Pope John Paul Wall
Got a grill for all y’all
Jeff Dahmer wilding in the hall with the saws
A fine young cannibal, Hannibal Lecter
Killing bitches like Robert Blake
And Phil Spector

When it’s a suicide you can choose your side
When it’s a homicide you can choose your side
When it’s a genocide you can choose your side
You can choose your side when it’s a suicide
When it’s a suicide you can choose your side
When it’s a homicide you can choose your side
When it’s a genocide you can choose your side
You can choose your side if
You choose to ride

Fuck peace
War is the outcome found to really be right
I teach you how to make a
Shotgun out of PVC pipe
And make a Molotov cocktail
Out of equally trite
Seemingly nice common household products
My teenage life as a boy soldier was
Inscribed in the blood of my parents
Now I kill for approval from my commanders
Barely remember my baby sister
Brainwashed to forget by this shady system
They were murdered in front of my
Face and I barely miss them
I’ve lost my soul, I’m numb from war, movies
And drugs
I’m a machine and they use me as such
Slaughtering way too many people to count now
Sniffing the brown brown
Mountains of cocaine and gun powder
This AK-47 is God
These shells are individual angels of death
Guided by the most high
Programmed to purify anyone
Who approach mine’s
Suicide, homicide, genocide, we all die

When it’s a suicide you can choose your side
When it’s a homicide you can choose your side
When it’s a genocide you can choose your side
You can choose your side when it’s a suicide
When it’s a suicide you can choose your side
When it’s a homicide you can choose your side
When it’s a genocide you can choose your side
You can choose your side if
You choose to ride

Written by:
ALAN MAMAN

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