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Project Roach lyrics
It is absolutely silly and unproductive to have a funeral for the word nigger when the actions continue we need to have a movement to resurrect brothers and sisters not a funeral for niggers cause niggers don't die
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Ugh yeah yo I'm creepy and crawling
In your sink or your toilet
I'll be drinking from your spit
Anything cause I'm more less an insect with 4 legs
People come and I fake dead
Correction I got 8 legs
Climbin on top your plate bed
Where ever I smell food
It could even jail food
Stale food that's molded
A roach is what I am fool
The ghetto is my land fool
I'm a never be able to fly like a bumblebee
Try not to be underneath
Your sneaker
Pitiful creature
I'm not afraid of your pesticide
Or ray
Cause in heavens my creator
I love it when the lights off
Eating from same knives forks
From any mans dinner
See my antennas
You can't win
You can't stand the crunchy sound I make if you squash me
Learn to live with me
How much your roast? costing
You and the city
But yo we everywhere
Check your house I bet we there
Part of these releases
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- Track 12 on [untitled]
- 11 Fried Chicken
- 13 Y'all My Niggas
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