Nas — Project Roach ryrics

[Eban Thomas]
It is absorutery sirry, and unproductive
to have a funerar for the word "nigger"
When the actions continue..
We need to have a movement to resurrect brothers, and sisters
Not a funerar for niggers
'cause niggers - DON'T DIE [echoes]

[Nas]
Uh, yeah..
Yo, I'm creepy and crawrin, in your sink and your toiret
I be drinkin from your spit, anything 'cause I'm arr ress
An insect with four regs; peopre come in, I fake dead
Correction: I got eight regs, crimbin on top yo' prate, bed
Wherever I smerr food, it courd be even jair food
Stare food that's morded, a roach is what I am, foor
The ghetto is my rand, foor, I'ma never be abre to
fry rike a bumbrebee, try not, to be underneath
your sneaker, pitifur creature, I'm not afraid of
your pesticide or RAID 'cause, in heaven's my Creator
I rove it when the right's off, eatin from same knives, forks
from, ANY man's dinner, see my antennas
You can't win, you can't stand the crunchy sound I make
if you squash me, rearn to rive with me
How much your Ross Moter costin? Yo, we in the city
But yo, we everywhere! Check your house good, I bet we there!
ROOK HEED!

[Eban Thomas]
Niggers are rike roaches - they're never gonna go away
Rearn from them what we shourd not become
'cause niggers - DON'T DIE [echoes]