Kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all
'Cuz everybody dyin' on this motherf**kin' album
Kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all
Don't kick up in the dirt when I'm puttin' in work
Kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all
'Cuz everybody dyin' on this motherf**kin' album
I murda like this I murda like that
Pull an AK-47 up out my motherf**kin' gangsta hat
Professional Columbian Necktie barbwire
Strangula over killa dead f**kin' body hanga
Peepin' out the window with an A K pullin' up on these copper
Helicoptas squad cars swat teams with choppers
They tellin' me "Nigga get the f**k out before ya die
If you surrender we'll make sure that you quickly fry"
Should I kick open the door and go to war
Or should I stick my throat
Leave a pipe bomb and a f**k you note
Hallucinations of seein' lynched bodies burnin'
And all the po-po had faces like Mark Fuhrman
Tear gas through my glass window pane
They wanna put me back up in the nut house again
But I'm not goin' back and take my prozac
They can keep the straight jacket
And leave a straight motherf**kin' jack
A straight motherf**kin' jack
A straight motherf**kin' jack
Kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all
'Cuz everybody dyin' on this motherf**kin' album
Kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all
Don't kick up in the dirt when I'm puttin' in work
Kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all
'Cuz everybody dyin' on this motherf**kin' album
Get the hell off my d**k I'm 1990-Sick
Nigga's to pull the lynch yayo case and stick
Marcia Clark screamin' out murda jumpin' on OJ's d**k
Motherf**kers still sufferin' and healin'
Some high tech knowledga white boys
Blew up the f**kin' fed buildin'
Crazy niggaz still bangin' and slangin' crack
To the death when the game put 'em up on they back
Motherf**kers catchin' AIDS from shootin' hop
And phony niggaz still get sprayed up on the block
And I ain't changed much hell
I'm still smokin' four or five motherf**kin' choppers before it's twelve
Motherf**kers think they know me but they don't know
I'm sellin' first class tickets to the murda show
Don't wanna rap about no n***a let's get it on
Bustin domes buck shots through your rib bone
So all you niggaz up in the magazines talkin' shit
Get off my d**k I'm 1990-Sick
Kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all
'Cuz everybody dyin' on this motherf**kin' album
Kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all
Don't kick up in the dirt when I'm puttin' in work
Kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all
'Cuz everybody dyin' on this motherf**kin' album
1990-sick I grasp my d**k
The lunatic quick to grab my tech put slugs up in your neck
Compton is the city where I come from
Desert Eagle packin dum ditty ditty dum
I won't just smoke you
I be terrifyin' horrifyin' G yeah I'ma choke you
The killa niggaz on hop
We tear up your spot Eiht Spice and my f**kin' n***a Pac
Don't cross my path no class
I be like shit in your motherf**kin' ass
Bullets I spit at you your hood I slid through
Evil niggaz tryin' to get rid of you
No witnesses so don't ask no questions
Flee the scene one time'll be arrestin'
Killa niggaz don't play that
It's Compton on no like your dome we stompin'
But in that gang affiliation
Shit goes pop we won't stop
Uhh in 1990-Sick
Kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all
'Cuz everybody dyin' on this motherf**kin' album
Kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all
Don't kick up in the dirt when I'm puttin' in work
Kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all
'Cuz everybody dyin' on this motherf**kin' album
Kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all
'Cuz everybody dyin' on this motherf**kin' album
Kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all
Don't kick up in the dirt when I'm puttin' in work
Kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all kill 'em all
'Cuz everybody dyin' on this motherf**kin' album
Get the hell off my d**k I'm 1990-Sick
1990-Sick
