2 Minutes of Death

Lyrics

Aggressive, my style versitile You're best to hear the Mojo growl Coming up behind with a bat, "crack" from a Mr. Payne attack Dazed and confused, what you do is run, but Bonz might have a gun Shit, you're being kicked by Richie Rich Stunned and bleeding, you're looking sad, well you pressed your luck What the fuck? Stuck now, your ass in a rut Fowler warned ya, then he had to storm ya On that ass like heat in Arizona, you weak motherfuckers better move Or catch on from the Four Piece of Doom Red alert, red alert, red alert Red alert, red alert, red alert Red alert, red alert, red alert Survival of the fittest so ya might get hurt Red alert, red alert, red alert Red alert, red alert, red alert Red alert, red alert, red alert Mojo's in the house and ya might get hurt Feel my aggression! Yo, Brand X, it's time for wreck for respect That's what I mean when we're snappin' necks We're on a mission to kill the competition, not repetitive So yo, check and listen The man has got you all fooled Only one color dominates and rules Green, greed that is what he feeds A demon seed deep inside you and me In my sights each and every night Makes me so mad I want to start a fight Walk right up, smack the Grammy outta your hand And then ask your mom who's No. 1 They don't understand You want to try and bang, but your band can't hang! Red alert, red alert, red alert Red alert, red alert, red alert Red alert, red alert, red alert Survival of the fittest so ya might get hurt Feel my aggression!