911 (feat. D12) - Live in NYC

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yo, yo, yo

Come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on

Come on

There ain't no trouble in rock (rock)

On every block (block)

Late for School, late for Work

But ahead of these cops (cops)

My credit is shock, in the detinate box (box)

Quiet, It took my life and that's pathetic as Pac's (Pac's)

A waste of the talent, they pay the boys is just no where

Placed on the planet, inside a poisonous warfare

Derelict Arabic terrorists in the air

Shit arrogant apparent to punish people for their heritage

Nato barriers, hate embarrassed

There is the faith to cherish

In a pool face to face with the race awareness

A race to scare off the army bombin' your God is with you

Calm the war, we gotta start our pistol

Cause if you right and, know you right, then where's your ritious ways

Snatch your life, we sacrifice for many nights and days

Follow me into equality we might behave

And only christ can say the trife will reunite again

Oh, without a way sparing me home

Bearin' my bones, in the streets looks like straight in the cone

Stay at my zone, every now I stay in my zone

Everyday police is acting like straightenin' cones

Stay at the streets, bullshit and plans for beef

Spray at your peeps for christmas, give a key to my neice

Real nigga's feel us and fear us

Gorillaz beat on they chest when

Dangerous lyricist, I hope that you fear us

The spirit of Bugz is still in me

God bless it the trinity

Cause my bullets they come in three's like trilogy's

Put the knife away, missles away strike and blaze

So much smoke you can't tell the difference between night and day

Right away it blows your life away, so light your haze

Hold tight grenede's so when it blows I'm slightly grazed

Kuniva might be crazed unleashin' unlikely rage

The next time you hear a verse from me I might be caged

Ah-yay-ya-yayayayaya-ya ya

Ya-yayaya-yaya-ya-ya-ah

Yah-yay-ya-yayayayaya-ya ya

Ya-yayaya-yaya-ya-ya-ah

Every night I talk to a black hawk, shooting herion in bulks

Feel my body's not in charge

I'm crazy, masculines got me crazy

Rape this old lady, while the bitch was having a baby

And besides too, far fucking old

Can't decypher in, right from wrong

As I remain on my seat and keep calm

Rip back, here comes the bomb (Ahhh!)

I'm gettin' the fuck on, I'm aggrivated

I know I've ended in a place full of hatred

Treatin' my life like a sacred

Try to take me, I break your neck

Disrespect me you get injected

It's hectic when some bullshit happen

You least expected

But I just won't accept it nigga

I go ahead, lift my trigger

Get rid of bitches, pay you a visit, then get your shit lit

I'm a nitwit with a big dick, and big balls

I don't miss shit

I hit all, whoever that did this

We gonna getch'all

Ah-yay-ya-yayayayaya-ya ya

Ya-yayaya-yaya-ya-ya-ah

Yah-yay-ya-yayayayaya-ya ya

Ya-yayaya-yaya-ya-ya-ah

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yoo

Sadam or Bin Laden

Thats been startin all this trouble for us

Creepin horrors doin show after show, (sleepin on the tour bus)

We lost Aaliyah, lost our families, it takes no Tenges

You dont need us to say the world is fucked up dawgs, we see it

Now it seems the public needs this shit to calm its kids

Cuz they findin out how you lied about your twisted sins

They say we bad for you but shit our music is your friend

They cant deter you from the truth cause we're the helping hand

What? What? What? (Come on, come on, come on)

Put your hands up, put your hands up

Put your hands up, put your hands up (right now, right now)

Put your hands up, everybody

We are one, and one is all

We are, we are one

And one is all

Ah-yay-ya-yayayayaya-ya ya

Ya-yayaya-yaya-ya-ya-ah

Yah-yay-ya-yayayayaya-ya ya

Ya-yayaya-yaya-ya-ya-ah

Ah-yay-ya-yayayayaya-ya ya

Ya-yayaya-yaya-ya-ya-ah

Yah-yay-ya-yayayayaya-ya ya

Ya-yayaya-yaya-ya-ya-ah

What the fuck?

Thank you, and good night!

D12, Gorillaz

Dedicated to all americans lost on 911