This is a song about "Nursery rhymes remixes"

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

We packed together like slaves, simple as nursery rhymes,

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

Victim of mine, in come the rhymes

I wish i could have 25 wives

Where i tend to let out random rhymes...

Rollin' down the four o five

To this beats and these rhymes,

We will never die, we are forever alive

The real influence to everybody who rhymes

What we gotta do to survive

Or end your life with rhymes.

I used to have a nine to five

Done with the corny rhymes

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Fuckin paedophilia rampant in the nursery