Project Roach

Nas - Project Roach （feat. The Last Poets）
[00:26.00]
Ugh yeah yo Im creepy and crawling
In your sink or your toilet
Ill be drinking from your spit
Anything cause Im more less an insect with 4 legs
People come and I fake dead
Correction I got 8 legs
Climbin on top your plate bed
Where ever I smell food
It could even jail food
Stale food thats molded
A roach is what I am fool
The ghetto is my land fool
Im a never be able to fly like a bumblebee
Try not to be underneath
Your sneaker
Pitiful creature
Im not afraid of your pesticide or ray
Cause in heavens my creator
I love it when the lights off
Eating from same knives forks
From any mans dinner
See my antennas
You cant win
You cant stand the crunchy sound I make if you squash me
Learn to live with me
How much your roast? costing
You and the city
But yo we everywhere
Check your house I bet we there