Luck Is A Fine Thing (Give It A Chance)

I got that bass boom kicking, it's 2003

Too many motherfuckers haven't got a clue what I mean

I wanna kill people every day that I breathe, I wanna

Bitch

Salute your sensei

Don't, don't, don't you make fun of me

Not, not, not one of my crew

Don't, don't, don't you make fun of me

Salute your sensei

Oh, would they care if I shot the president?

A hole in his head that bled, and bled again

Salute your sensei

Share a coffee with your fellow civilian

Mmm, that's tasty

I can see it in their eyes, they're scared of a life without

A structure worthy of a hole in their eyes, despite

Being a child, a child of five, they're dead

It's a hive, a hive, hive

Hive

And he found himself at a crossroads

Hive

Unsure which path to take

Hive

"Who are you? What is your name? What are you doing here?"

Come with me, I'll show you everything

"I must know who you are, what is your name?"

Come with me, I'll show you what you fear

We are, we are, we are, we are all laughing at you

We are, we are all laughing at you

Luck is a fine thing, give it a chance

People talk, but they struggle to grap with the fact that I bat for the team with a gat

Isn't whack, it's actually phat, motherfuckers, in fact, I attack, ooh

Motherfuckers in love, all these motherfuckers in love

Motherfuckers in love, ooh

Why they laugh is a mystery

Have these fools got no fucking sympathy?

Ooh, I wanna be like them, emotionless

We are, we are, we are, we are all laughing at you

We are, we are all laughing at you

Luck is a fine thing