I’m not afraid of your pesticide or ray
I’ma never be able to fly like a bumblebee
Not a funeral for niggers ‘cause niggers don’t die
I love it when the lights off
Check your house ‘cause I bet we there
Anything ‘cause I’m more less an insect with 4 legs
You and the city but yo we everywhere
Try not to be underneath your sneaker, pitiful creature
Ugh yeah, yo, I’m creepy and crawling
People come and I fake dead, correction, I got 8 legs
It could even jail food, stale food that’s molded
Learn from them what we should not become
Eating from same knives, forks
A roach is what I am fool, the ghetto is my land fool
From any man's dinner, see my antennas
We need to have a movement to resurrect brothers and sisters
In your sink and your toilet, I’ll be drinking from your spit
You can't win, you can’t stand
Niggas are like roaches, they’re never gonna go away
Learn to live with me
Climbin’ on top your plate, bed where ever I smell food
’Cause in Heaven’s my creator
The crunchy sound I make if you squash me
How much your roach motel costing?
