sad looks of desperation
desperate house of desolation
kings cross hasn't taught me a lesson
healthy's messed up in this obese nation

kids shot in fields of grain
shot by the kin who hates his name
you're looking at me as if I am to blame
I'll look into your eyes to your decomposed brain
what have I done, that isn't the same
as kin kills kin on memory lane

bring back showbiz
bring back shame
killing the soul
is the name of the game
It's apparent in Imus
but rappers stay timeless
to rant and to rave
of "nappy headed Ho" biz

killing Ho's on the street
makes for a better beat
and they all skeet skeet
wile we drag our feet
bumping to work
in our mercury mystique