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 grasp 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 Thing, thing