[Verse 1]
Know where we're going?
It's a nice little town
No infidels here telling kids to settle down
You're gonna get a new daddy soon
It's taken care of-
Bada-bing, bada-boom
Strapped in a padded room, plastic surgery
Wasn't optional- drastic [?]
For eternal allegiance
A legion of elite sentries to help you lead pleasantries
Huh! And they call us the enemy?
But anyone with my face is a friend of me
So take a look in the mirror and tell me who's there
I'm going to a fair and a**ume there
If we catch you in a Cee-Gee T-shirt
And you don't know my name-
You're gonna be hurt
That'll do
Didn't mean to rattle you
Consider it a battle groove
Shut up, and drink your apple juice
[Hook]
It's Fred Broca
I gotcha
?: With light sk**s I be the-
?: Duplicate rap-roller
It's Fred Broca
The original hair-rocker
?: I went through torture
?: Deadly sounds under author
You don't know who you talk ta
Your door's locked out
?: Your doubt in tongues, like you're trying to test me
[verse 2]
And now you're wondering
Where the f** your mate went?
Yeah, he had an engagement
For attitude rearrangement
Scanner in the basement
Now let's talk about your placement
Dental plans, and fully paid vacations on Broca Beach
H and R? Tell them to talk to me
We pay top-notch fees for jobs well done
But failure? Well, son
Let's not go there
It's no fair to conjugate
Dire conjecture upon your fate
Just take your papers
And be on your way
Andale!
Working on a way to weather dominate
On the crate?
Don't be concerned
We got a saying:
A dead body
Is a lesson learned
Don't stress the earn
Just keep your eyes on the prize
And who knows?
You might just stay alive
[Hook]
[end]
?: We need a man for the operation, you know the MO
You better act proper
f** elopers
I take it in the chopper
I got the weather dominator
Your liver gets chopped up
I got the MASS device
See you later- ah
It's Fred Broca
You know who you talk to
It's Fred Broca
s** my Broca
?: We need a man for the operation, you know the MO
It's Fred Broca