Can't Reform Em - Madvillain, Madlib, MF DOOM

Well, we’ll find out

Yeah, ya' know it’s- it’s funny how a nice kid like that gets to be a gunman

Yeah, haha

You all dug him once!

Because you are hipped that he was solid

How can you now come on so square

Now that he’s tapped out of this world

And all of you cats are goofed to wig city

we sure is

You see this right

Wreak havoc, beep beep it’s mad traffic

Sleek and lavish people speaking leaking to the maverick

He see as just another felony drug arrest

Any day could be the one he pick the wrong thug to test

Slug through the vest… Shot in the street

For pulling heat on a father whose baby’s gotta eat

And when they get hungry, it ain’t shit funny

Paid to interfere with how a brother get his money

Now, who’s the real thugs, killers and gangsters?

Set the revolution, let the things bust and thank us

When the smoke clear, you can see the sky again

There will be the chopped off heads of Leviathan

My friend, they call 'em strangers

Anybody talk to him end up in some danger

Can’t reform 'em

They pray four times a day, they pray five

Who ways is strange when it’s time to survive

Some will go of they own free will to die

Others take them with you when they blow sky high

What’s the difference?

All you get is lost children

While the bosses sit up behind the desks

It cost billions to blast humans in half, into calves and arms

Only one side is allowed to have bombs

It’s like making a soldier drop his weapon

Shooting him, and telling him to get to stepping

Obviously, they came to portion up his fortune

Sounds to me like that old robbery/extortion

Same game

You can’t reform 'em