(تاسیان)opium

But don't tell no lie about me
And i won't tell truth about you

Bad queen
Glad to be back
Mad Ting, na-na (Mafio House)

Nobody can diss the real hustler
Dépi long time yo pa sav, di yo pa rété la
We make di pum pum turn up, me nah tell no lie (no lie)
Call me di bad queen, coming from Madinina (Madinina)
Anywhere we go we kill, yuh top shotta dem fi know
Mad ting, hot like a gunshot, you know
Kombien fess, kombien gyal konten back it up (up)
Gi' me di pum pum session, DJ a mash it up

Money pull up
Action, we a turn it up
Shotta run di place and guess who a bring it up
Pull up
Hot, hot, hot, yeah, we hot (hot)
Bad gyal deh yah, dem a whine it to di top
Money pull up (pull up, money pull up)
Shotta run di place and guess who a bring it up
Money pull up (pull up, money pull up)
Bad gyal deh yah, dem a whine it to di top

Money pull up
Bad gyal with my position
Whine to di top, si ou pa lé ay kokel
Money pull up
Whine me a whine pa bizwen trop
Bad queen, action, di yo nou toujou up

So me say, whine fi me, baby, any time yuh ready
Bend your back, neva get enough, I'm greedy
No, we nah care, uh
Up inna di air (uh)
Check, I got new watch on me wrist, uh

Money pull up
Action, we a turn it up
Shotta run di place and guess who a bring it up
Pull up
Hot, hot, hot, yeah, we hot (hot)
Bad gyal deh yah, dem a whine it to di top
Money pull up (pull up, money pull up)
Shotta run di place and guess who a bring it up
Money pull up (pull up, money pull up)
Bad gyal deh yah, dem a whine it to di top

Nobody can diss the real hustler
Dépi long time yo pa sav, di yo pa rété la
We make di pum pum turn up, me nah tell no lie (no lie)
Call me di bad queen, coming from Madinina (Madinina)
Anywhere we go we kill, yuh top shotta dem fi know
Mad ting, hot like a gunshot, you know
Kombien fess, kombien gyal konten back it up (up)
Gi' me di pum pum session, DJ a mash it up

Money pull up
Action, we a turn it up
Shotta run di place and guess who a bring it up
Pull up
Hot, hot, hot, yeah, we hot (hot)
Bad gyal deh yah, dem a whine it to di top
Money pull up (pull up, money pull up)
Shotta run di place and guess who a bring it up
Money pull up (pull up, money pull up)
Bad gyal deh yah, dem a whine it to di top

Money pull up

Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
And as I climb into an empty bed
Oh well, enough said

I know it's over still I cling
I don't know where else I can go
Oh

Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
See, the sea wants to take me
The knife wants to slit me
Do you think you can help me?
Sad veiled bride, please be happy
Handsome groom, give her room

Loud, loutish lover, treat her kindly
Though she needs you
More than she loves you

And I know it's over still I cling
I don't know where else I can go
Over and over and over and over
Over and over, la, la, la

I know it's over
And it never really began
But in my heart it was so real
And you even spoke to me, and said

If you're so funny
Then why are you on your own tonight?
And if you're so clever
Then why are you on your own tonight?
If you're so very entertaining
Then why are you on your own tonight?
If you're so very good looking
Why do you sleep alone tonight?

I know
'Cause tonight is just like any other night
That's why you're on your own tonight
With your triumphs and your charms
While they're in each other's arms

It's so easy to laugh
It's so easy to hate
It takes strength to be gentle and kind
Over, over, over, over

It's so easy to laugh
It's so easy to hate
It takes guts to be gentle and kind
Over, over

Love is natural and real
But not for you, my love
Not tonight, my love
Love is natural and real
But not for such as you and I, my love

Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my

Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
Oh mother, I can even feel the soil falling over my head
Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head

Beyond what y'all fathom, I shit on cats and jaw tap 'em
Show no compassion, like havin' a straight-faced orgasm
Toe jack 'em, have his half-a-10 bitch suck my friend's dick
In the meantime, you can French-kiss this clenched fist
Diabolic, a one-man brigade spreading cancer plague
Fist-fuckin' a pussy's face, holdin' a hand grenade
So, if I catch you bluffin', faggot, you're less than nothin'
I just had to get that stress off my chest like breast reduction

You motherfuckers are nothing, you cannot harm me
I'll resurrect every aborted baby and start an army
Storm the planet, huntin' you down, 'cause I'm on a mission
To split your body into a billion one-celled organisms
Immortal Technique'll destroy your religion, you stupid bitch
You're faker than blue-eyed crackers nailed to a crucifix
I'm 'bout to blow up like NASA Challenger computer chips
Arsenic language transmitted revolutionarily

I'm like time itself, I'm gonna kill you inevitably
Chemically bomb you, fuck usin' a chrome piece
I'm Illmatic, you won't make it home, like Jerome's niece
I'll sever your head diagonally for thinkin' of dissin' me
And then use your dead body to write my name in calligraphy
This puppet democracy brainwashed your psychology
So you're nothing, like diversity without equality
And your crew is full of more faggots than Greek mythology

Using numerology to count the people I sent to Heaven
Produces more digits than 22 divided by seven
You're like Kevin Spacey, your style is usually suspect
You never killed a cop, you not a motherfucking thug yet
Your mind is empty and spacious
Like the part of the brain that appreciates culture in a racist
Face it, you're too basic, you're never gonna make it
Like children walkin' through Antarctica butt-naked

So Billy yoked her up and grabbed the chick by the hair
And dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there
She struggled hard, but they forced her to go up the stairs
They got to the roof and then held her down on the ground
Screaming, "Shut the fuck up and stop moving around!"
The shirt covered her face, but she screamed and clawed
So Billy stomped on the bitch until he'd broken her jaw
Them dirty bastards knew exactly what they were doin'

They kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped movin'
Blood leakin' through the cloth, she cried silently
And then they all proceeded to rape her violently
Billy was meant to go first, but each of them took a turn
Rippin' her up, and chokin' her until her throat burned
Her broken jaw mumbled for God, but they weren't concerned
When they were done and she was lying bloody, broken, and bruised
One of them niggas pulled out a brand new .22

They told him that she was a witness for what she'd gone through
And if he killed her, he was guaranteed a spot in the crew
He thought about it for a minute, she was practically dead
And so he leaned over and put the gun right to her head

I'm fallin' and I can't turn back
I'm fallin' and I can't turn back

Right before he pulled the trigger and ended her life
He thought about the cocaine with the platinum and ice
And he felt strong, standing along with his new brothers
Cocked the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover
But what he saw made him start to cringe and stutter
'Cause he was staring into the eyes of his own mother
She looked back at him and cried 'cause he had forsaken her
She cried more painfully than when they were rapin' her

His whole world stopped, he couldn't even contemplate
His corruption had successfully changed his fate
And he remembered how his mom used to come home late
Workin' hard for nothin', 'cause now what was he worth?
He turned away from the woman that had once given him birth
And crying out to the sky 'cause he was lonely and scared
But only the devil responded 'cause God wasn't there
And right then, he knew what it was to be empty and cold

And so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul
They say death takes you to a better place, but I doubt it
After that, they killed his mother and never spoke about it
And listen, 'cause the story that I'm telling is true
'Cause I was there with Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom too
And now the devil follows me everywhere that I go
In fact, I'm sure he's standing among one of you at my shows
And every street cypher, listening to little thugs flow

He could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know
The devil grows inside the hearts of the selfish and wicked
White, brown, yellow, and black, color is not restricted
You have a self-destructive destiny when you're inflicted
And you'll be one of God's children that fell from the top
There's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot
So when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say, "Never"
Because a dance with the devil might last you forever

Oh, y'all motherfuckers thought it was over, huh?
But it's not
You didn't count on a fallen angel getting back into the grace of God and coming after you
Y'all niggas ain't shit, your producers ain't shit, your fuckin' A&R ain't shit
I'll fuckin' wipe my ass with your demo deal
Yo, Diabolic, take this motherfucker's head off!

Go 'head and grip Glocks, I'll snap your trigger finger in six spots
You'll have to lip lock with hypodermic needles to lick shots
I'll watch you topple flat, put away your rings and holla back
Can't freestyle, you're screwed off the top, like bottle caps
Beneath the surface, I'm overheatin' your receiver circuits
By unleashin' deeper verses than priests speak in churches
What you preach is worthless, your worship defeat the purpose
Like President Bush takin' bullets for the Secret Service

I once knew a nigga whose real name was William
His primary concern was makin' a million
Bein' the illest hustler that the world ever seen
He used to fuck movie stars and sniff coke in his dreams
A corrupted young mind at the age of 13
Nigga never had a father and his mom was a fiend
She put the pipe down, but for every year she was sober
Her son's heart simultaneously grew colder

He started hangin' out, sellin' bags in the projects
Checkin' the young chicks, lookin' for hit-and-run prospects
He was fascinated by material objects
But he understood, money never bought respect
He built a reputation 'cause he could hustle and steal
But got locked once and didn't hesitate to squeal
So criminals he chilled with didn't think he was real
You see, me and niggas like this have never been equal

I don't project my insecurities on other people
He fiended for props like addicts with pipes and needles
And so he felt he had to prove to everyone he was evil
A feeble-minded young man with infinite potential
The product of a ghetto-bred capitalistic mental
Coincidentally, dropped out of school to sell weed
Dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed
But he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed

Everyone tryin' to be trife, never face the consequences
You probably only did a month for minor offenses
Ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance
But then again, there's always the wicked that knew in advance
Dance forever with the devil on a cold cell block
But that's what happens when you rape, murder, and sell rock
Devils used to be God's angels that fell from the top
There's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot

So, Billy started robbin' niggas, anything he could do
To get his respect back in the eyes of his crew
Starting fights over little shit up on the block
Stepped up to selling mothers and brothers the crack rock
Workin' overtime for makin' money for the crack spot
Hit the jackpot and wanted to move up to cocaine
Fulfillin' the Scarface fantasy stuck in his brain
Tired of the block niggas treatin' him the same

He wanted to be major, like the cutthroats and the thugs
But when he tried to step to 'em, niggas showed him no love
They told him any motherfuckin' coward can sell drugs
Any bitch nigga with a gun can bust slugs
Any nigga with a red shirt can front like a Blood
Even Puffy smoked a motherfucker up in the club
But only a real thug can stab someone 'til they die
Standing in front of them, staring straight into their eyes

Billy realized that these men were well guarded
And they wanted to test him before business started
Suggested raping a bitch to prove he was cold-hearted
So now he had a choice between going back to his life
Or makin' money with made men, up in the cyph'
His dreams about cars and ice made him agree
A hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be
And so he met them Friday night at a quarter to three

Everyone tryin' to be trife, never face the consequences
You probably only did a month for minor offenses
Ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance
But then again, there's always the wicked that knew in advance
Dance forever with the devil on a cold cell block
But that's what happens when you rape, murder, and sell rock
Devils used to be God's angels that fell from the top
There's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot

They drove around the projects slow while it was raining
Smokin' blunts, drinkin' and jokin' for entertainment
Until they saw a woman on the street, walkin' alone
Three in the morning, coming back from work, on her way home
And so they quietly got out the car and followed her
Walkin' through the projects, the darkness swallowed her
They wrapped her shirt around her head and knocked her onto the floor
"This is it, kid, now you got your chance to be raw"