G.B.H.

There's a brand new terror riding in the sky, unseen errors that ain't no surprise. You can't get off, nowhere to hide, strap yourself in, it's gonna' be rough ride. Captain Chaos at the control, doing loop de loop and aerobatic rolls. The black box

Psychosis of the mind will be the death of us all, your brain's screaming from the depths of hell, loud and ringing like a clarion call, and the clanging of the mission bell. There's fighting on the left, fighting on the right, there'll be no more fi

Kickin' up the dust clouds here we go, out to the Wild West. Ride the ferry as the sun goes down, carrying on the quest. But on the way back all's not well, there's an incident on deck. Big brave bullies with CS gas, tried to break the kids neck. Big

You were there, when I needed a place to crash, I had no money, you gave me all your cash. You're my burning sun in my darkest hour, you're the problems I can't solve. Soaking up all your radiation, it's around you I revolve. You cleanse my soul when

(feat. Riz) [Lloyd Banks:] Yeah you gotta hold your own Uh huh Go hard or go home [Verse 1:] Banks I ball like my clocks runnin' out And still come through on the clutch to make 'em shout Wipe the sweater off And jet off In something new 23s on the w