Color Of Their Skin

(Intro) [Sampled audio] "People movin' up...People movin' in...Why...Because...Of the color of their skin..." Everybody sit down in your fuckin' assigned seats Open up your goddamn textbooks and let's begin [Verse 1: Dratchface] Hello class The notorious Dratchface and Harold McSloth are back To blow your asshole out like prolapse Cracka Christ, lead us not into temptation Slothface a sensation, speaking mad incantations The impatient flow keeps MC's on their toes, their will broke The ill prose is known to kill those dildos and instill joves I'm devilish, on that next level shit Impeccably disheveled and hella pimp, involuntarily celibate Militant, making MC's see more spots than Cruella De Ville Based on their relative will Here's some more intel: War is hell out there The boorish lout wears it proudly on his lapel Infiltrating your citadel, hit the bell, it's settled Dratchface coppin' that heavy metal Flow like Nas, with a voice like Debbie Reynolds Or Ethel Merman, squirmin' while the kettle's burnin' Workin' on his craft like he was German Your words can't hurt him (Hook) "People movin' up" (People movin' up) "People movin' in" (People movin' in) "Why" (Why) "Because..." Of the color of their skin (Of the color of their skin)