Hostage 가사

[talking: Razah] Razah! Six million ways to die choose one You lie gotta take out your tongue We in a slum with a slayed shotgun You ready man? Let's do it [Hell Razah:] It's a stick-up stick up Hands in the atmosphere I don't wanna see nobody brain's get splattered here This is for them two-faces in ties with suitcases While one side is smile the other half they racist Run them acres and that gold you stole We want that grill in the Vatican - the Geronimo bones Matter of fact gimme your wallets and your goddamn phones I wanna tie up your dad so they all blindfold Tell Pablo if he wanna see his 9-years old We want the money and the kilos and the ships he use We gotta rebuild our hood and better our schools If he moves homey, you know do what you do Not as the Romans do because they killed the King of the Jews Burn their offices and hold 'em hostage in the name of the Holy Prophets See we was born inside projects, we hi-jack the plane cockpit 'Cause you was stealing for your back pockets, now there's no profit