We mutts, that’s why it’s so easy to break us up, intensions all fluff, our leaders are H.R. Pufnstuf, scared to ring the bell, that’s why we in and out of jail, there’s no plan to sale, got you scared to meet your maker, stop trying to survive, we in it to die, just take some of them for the ride, like Malcolm said, a human explosion is worse then an atomic bomb, the blast might go over your head, but your enemy know you in there, you better beware, I don’t care if you don’t shed a tear, only another man can knock you out that chair, they just intelligent cannibals, but more camouflaged then Hannibal, tricked a sane man to stand with you, that’s when I blew up the scene with my grill looking mean, and my fro glistening with that Afro-sheen, got people with naps on my team, fist raised high as if they was holding up the sky.