Cell Therapy (A cappella) Goodie Mob

[Verse 1: Khujo Goodie]
When the scene unfolds
Young girls, thirteen years old expose themselves
To any Tom, Dick, and Hank
Got more stretch marks than these hoes holl'in’ they got rank
See, SEGA ain't in this new world order
Them experimenting in Atlanta, Georgia
United Nations, overseas, trained assassins
Do search and seize, ain't knocking or asking
They’re coming for niggas like me, poor white trash like they
Tricks like her back in slavery
Concentration camps laced with gas pipelines
Infernos 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 in the Constitution?
That in the event of a race war
Places like Operation Heartbreak Hotel
Moments tear until air tight vents sealed off despair
Them say expect no mercy
Fool, you should be my least worries
Got to deal with W-2's, 1099's
Unmarked black helicopters swoop down
And try to put missiles in mines