[Frukwan/Gatekeeper]
 This is the story of three little pigs
 And the projected damage that they did  pig number one was white
 Thought everything he did was right  the pigology of self
 Pink skin terror and wealth  just hogging shit up for self
 Rolled up on a pig named swine
 A brown skinned pig convinced him they was one of a kind
 The swine fell for the short tail
 But no way in hell was Earth that stale
 Stone chicken eggs, hit em in the mud that they lay
 When it hatched, it was chicks of another shade
 The stone age, the origin of AIDS in the bone age
 There was a pig, skin was black
 He cleaned up the swine and they filthy acts
 If not they was be forced to sent back
 But trouble come first, stale shit got worse
 Consumers of swine are now cursed
 The exile meant from 'Bylon, after three on
 the shores of North America's hoof
 When they celebrated Thanksgiving with the wolf

 [Kelis Rogers, Grym Reaper]
 When I was young When I was young
 They was feeding me fairytalez They was feeding me fairytalez
 And this goes on And this goes on
 Until I'm old and gra-y-ayy Until I'm old and gray
 When I was young When I was young
 They was feeding me fairytalez They was feeding me fairytalez
 And this goes on And this goes on and on and on
 Until I'm old and gra-y-ayy till I'm old and I'm gray

 [Too Poetic/Grym Reaper]
 There was a rich man, a poor man, a beggar, and a thief
 Now each had a different hustle to get food to eat
 The rich man was paid, cause the poor man was workin
 like a slave, he only gave him, minimum wage
 The poor man endured this, torture for his four sons
 his daughter and his wife, cause he sought a better life
 His boss laid him off on the 4th of December
 He sold sweatshirts and boxer shorts, to keep his fort
 Now deep in the Winter, he got pneumonia, from a cold
 This ended all of the little hustles that he controlled
 He was troubled in his soul, he couldn't sleep he wouldn't eat
 But by his side was a strong woman, not taking defeat
 She pleaded and begged the rich man, for the hubby
 who gave fifteen years of his life, for the company
 Conversation was brief, with no relief in sight
 Then she unleashed her four sons into the night
 They robbed that rich man BLIND!
 Then fled over the borderline, escaping with all the cream
 but still could not restore the mind see
 Life is a dangerous game and it seems Cash Rule Eventually
 Authored Mentally

 [Kelis Rogers, Grym Reaper]
 When I was young When I was young
 They was feeding me fairytalez They was feeding me fairytalez
 And this goes on And this goes on and on
 Until I'm old and gra-y-ayy Until I'm old and gray
 When I was young When I was young
 They was feeding me fairytalez They was feeding me fairytalez
 And this goes on And this goes on and on and on
 Until I'm old and gra-y-ayy till I'm old and I'm gray

 [Too Poetic/Grym Reaper]
 The rich man's soul turned to dust through the lust
 to control as much fluff, his cold heart touched
 The old fart grew up, with goals to be the fly kid
 with the golden Midas, touch
 Smokin Dutches that he ignited at will
 Usin hundred dollar bills the Big Will, up until, he collided
 with Fate, had a stroke while chokin on some stake
 This was fatal as Hell was not bein able to take his pace
 back to the cradle

 [Frukwan/Gatekeeper]
 Jack and Jill ran up the hill
 Jack said, "I never ran, never will, cause I'm from Brownsville"
 But still, the Living Provider, the outsider had beef
 with Peter Piper cause his girl Goldilox put stocks in his Viper
 On the Yellow Brick Road he lost control
 Got charged for runnin down the Scarecrow, on the loose
 Runnin from hot pursuit, lead by Dr. Seuss
 riding hard on his jock, when Pete got blasted by the Keystone Cops

 [Kelis Rogers, Grym Reaper]
 When I was young When I was young
 They was feeding me fairytalez They was feeding me fairytalez
 And this goes on And this goes on and on
 Until I'm old and gra-y-ayy Until I'm old and gray
 When I was young When I was young
 They was feeding me fairytalez They was feeding me fairytalez
 And this goes on And this goes on and on and on
 Until I'm old and gra-y-ayy till I'm old and I'm gray
 When I was young When I was young
 They was feeding me fairytalez They was feeding me fairytalez
 And this goes on And this goes on and on
 Until I'm old and gra-y-ayy Until I'm old and gray
 When I was young When I was young
 They was feeding me fairytalez They was feeding me fairytalez
 And this goes on And this goes on and on and on
 Until I'm old and gra-y-ayy till I'm old and I'm gray