What Is It?

Your construction 

Smells of corruption 

I manipulate to recreate 

This air to ground saga 

Gotta launder my karma 

I said hallelujah to the sixteen loyal fans 

Youll get down on your muthafuckin' knees 

And it's time for your sickness again 

Come on and tell me what you need 

Tell me what is making you bleed 

We got two more minutes and 

We gonna cut to what you need 

So one of six so tell me 

One do you want to live 

And one of seven tell me 

Is it time for your muthafuckin' ass to give 

Tell me is it time to get down on your muthafuckin' knees 

Tell me is it time to get down 

I'm blown to the maxim 

Two hemispheres battlin' 

I'm blown to the maxim 

Two hemispheres battlin' 

Suckin' up, one last breath 

Take a drag off of death 

Hey Mr. Policeman 

Is it time for getting away 

Is it time for driving down the mother fuckin' road 

And running from your ass today 

Now tell me if do you agree 

Or tell me if I'm makin you bleed 

I got a few more minutes and 

I'm gonna cut to what you need 

So one of six so tell me 

One do you want to live 

And one of seven tell me 

Is it time for your muthafuckin' ass to give 

Tell me is it time to get down on your muthafuckin' knees 

Tell me is it time to get down 

Got a revolution behind my eyes 

We got to get up and organize 

Got a revolution behind my eyes 

We got to get up and organize 

Got a revolution behind my eyes 

We got to get up and organize 

You want a revolution behind your eyes 

We got to get up and organize 

Come on baby tell me 

Yes we aim to please