作曲 : Bernie Worrell/George Clinton Jr./William Collins/Willie Hutchinson/O'Shea Jackson/Jesse James Stubblefield

VOO-DOO, runnin from my magic!

Guerillas in Tha Mist, uh

VOO-DOO, runnin from my magic!

Guerillas in tha Mist (Uh)

Come down and beware of the black fist

The guerillas straight mother****ing killers in tha Mist

Take a shot (Buck buck) but you can't whore us

Never thought you'd see South Central n****s in the forest

Don't kick in the chorus just yet

'Cause we ain't made a mess yet

Lench Mob produce the best yet

Comin' real hard man, bumpin' in your car man

Finally caught up with a devil named Tarzan

Swingin' on a vine, suckin' on a piece of swine

Jiggaboo come up from behind

Hit him with a coconut, stab him in his gut

Push him out the tree, he falls right on his n**s

And just like EPMD

I don't like a b***h named J to the A to the N-E

Can't wait to meet her, I'm gonna kill her

'Cause that little motha****in' Cheetah can't hang with a gorilla

VOO-DOO, runnin' from my magic!

Guerillas in Tha Mist

VOO-DOO, runnin' from my magic!

You try to pay me off with a banana (Eh)

But J-Dee is blacker than the city called Atlanta

Give me some elbow room, I need some elbow room

So I can boom shak-a-laka boom

That's the sound of the twenty gauge

Lock us up and the Lench Mob can break out of any cage (Eh)

You never even hear of this, I'm takin' care of this

Lench Mob environmental terrorists

**** Grape Ape and Magilla! I'm a killer

I'm a killer,Magilla Gorilla, ain't a killer

White boys like Godzilla but my super n***a named King Kong

Played his ass like Ping-Pong

So motha****as get ya Ding-Dong

Or the bozack! What's that? D**k and nut sack

Get your butts back from the black fist

Cap peelers, the guerillas in the mist

VOO-DOO, runnin' from my magic!

Guerillas in Tha Mist

VOO-DOO, runnin' from my magic! (Mastermind Lench Mob)

Guerillas in tha Mist

Eh-Uh Eh

Eh-Uh-Uh

Ba-Boom! Here comes a n***a from the dark side

Thinkin' 'bout a brand new apartheid

South Central straight ghetto native

Gotta show these devil mother****ers what I'm made of

Yes, never smoke the cess

Only hit the Buddha when I'm beatin' on my chest

I'm laying in the cut, I'm laying in the cut

I'm laying in the cut 'bout to shoot me a mutt (With what?)

With the Boom-Ping-Ping!

Listen to the ill shit that I bring bring

Nappy headed jigga, comin' out the mist, the smog

The fog, Ice Cube is my mother****ing dog (Yes)

Kicking mutts, smoking h**ps

The guerillas rollin' four deep with the bumps

Short Dog got the mother****in' pumps

And it's true, T-Bone got the .22

That's how it's done, so you better run yo'

Run yo', run yo', run your ass out the jungle

'Cause hear the guns go and we don't miss

The Lench Mob, the guerillas in tha Mist

VOO-DOO, runnin' from my magic!

Guerillas in Tha Mist

VOO-DOO, runnin' from my magic!

Guerillas in Tha Mist, uh

VOO-DOO, runnin' from my magic!

Guerillas in Tha Mist

VOO-DOO, runnin' from my magic!

Guerillas in tha Mist

The Pride of Africa (Lench Mob)

Guerillas in tha Mist

The Pride of Africa (Lench Mob)

Guerillas in tha Mist

The Pride of Africa (Lench Mob)

Guerillas in tha Mist

The Pride of Africa (Lench Mob)

Guerillas in tha Mist

But just as we humans have not been very kind to each other during our time on this planet, we have not been kind to the mountain gorilla

We persecuted it, kidnapped it for our zoos and shot it just for sports