First they dropped the bomb   Then came the disease   Then death   This is our world   Your world, my world   I like this world      Yo, on foreign land keep your toast up, hot rocks   Catch a close up your snot box, broke up   Land shark tryin' to post up   Reptiles trying to throw cub with crooked smiles      Take your kindness for weakness, they pow!   New York niggas be lovin' how the gun talk, pow!   Another underboss pull a doublecross   Niggas ain't ready for the holocaust here and now      Want them games people play, catch these bullets over Broadway   Twenty-five to life up in Rahway get caught   Look deep into the black thought, a holy war is being fought   On Allah's court, my perfect world if you will      Mr. Sandman, bring 'em a dream, infa-red light beams   Homicide scene, perfect world, by any means get cream   Just don't let it come between you and I, see   Everything is everything in this three ringed circus   Peoples is swift, tryin' to work us, Lord   With devil worship and satanic verses   It takes place in the world, perfect, mine and yours      Heard when it rains, it pours   I came to bring the pain once more   (Once more)   Pedal to the floor, peep the Jim Crow low   The Big Apple, rotten to the core   These niggaz want war?   (Give 'em war)      They schemin' and I-Beam'n'   Hitmen like cryin' freeman, they need cleanin'   Keep it comin' till they all runnin', screamin', bloody murder   At war with them inner demons, it's goin' 'down      Invasion, U.S.A., spittin' rounds   If these shells hit the battleground, pave the way   For birth of a Generation X   Spoken with a project dialect      Bomb threat to the air waves, hit the deck   Pressed for time in a world lacking sunshine   Got love for my family 'cause they mine   See niggaz dying in the streets over petty crimes      We gonna eat or die tryin', got my mind made up   Young buck, just don't give a fuck, pressin' they luck   When they best, best to give it up, perfect world   Baby what? Nigga head or gut, them or us      Welcome to the dark ages, dirty pages   Of filth, fine filth flavors   Dust to dust and ashes to ashes, life flashes   Right before his eyes then he passes      While the 666 got more tricks   Than the PD's got bricks   From bloods and crips to pips with mints   We still lickin' the scars from whips on slave ships      Mr. Sandman, bring 'em a dream, infa-red light beams   Homicide scene, perfect world, by any means get cream   Just don't let it come between you and I, see   Everything is everything in this three ringed circus   Peoples is swift, tryin' to work us, Lord   With devil worship and satanic verses   It takes place in the world, perfect, mine and yours      Uh the children are the future   And Wu-Tang is for the babies!