Jul

10

PICTURES WITH WORDS: Nas - Project Roach (Feat. The Last Poets)

by Zack Lee | Filed Under PICTURES WITH WORDS 

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 four legs
People come and i fake dead
Correction I got eight legs
Climbing on top your plate bed
Where ever I smell food
It could even jail food
Stale food thats 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 cant stand the crunchy sound i make if you squash me
Learn to live with me
How much your roach motel costing?
You and the city
But yo we everywhere
Check your house I bet we there.

Exactly.



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