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Apocalypse 91… The Enemy Strikes Black
01. Lost at Birth
02. Rebirth
03. Nighttrain
04. Can’t Truss It
05. I Don’t Wanna Be Called Yo Niga
06. How to Kill a Radio Consultant
07. By the Time I Get to Arizona
08. Move!
09. 1 Million Bottlebags
10. More News at 11
11. Shut Em Down
12. A Letter to the New York Post
13. Get the Fuck Outta Dodge
14. Bring tha Noize
And right 'bout now, we get ready to get live to this beat
We get ready to get live to this beat, so I want everybody in the house to help me count this beat down
Yo, later for that, we ain't count down nothin', know I'm sayin'?
We ain't count down nothin', 'cause the beat is too large for that, know I'm sayin'?
The beat is too large

When I get down, I give what go around
And when I cough, I do my best to cut it off
I don't claim to be a preacher, not paid to be a teacher, but I'm grown
I try to be a leader to the bone

Never could follow a man with a bottle
He's a baby with a beard and not a feared role model
And they ask me where I get it, I got it from my pops
With a man in the house, and all the bullshit stops

Then I sing a song about what the hell is goin' wrong
You never know if you only trust the TV and the radio
These days, you can't see who's in cahoots
'Cause now the KKK wears three-piece suits

It's like that y'all, it's like that y'all
In fact, you know it's like that y'all

Yeah, that's right straight from Bricktown, boy
Know I'm sayin'? Freeport, LI, Roosevelt on the map, know I'm sayin'?