
the lost children of babylon - by any means necessary كلمات أغنية
verse 1 (cosmic crusader):
live the american dream and pay taxes to the war machine
rejuvanate the chance to redeem the regime
sleeping giant lays dormant
awakes now to cause torment in the form of the 4 hors_m_n
conform or be forced in with bush, cheney, (…) rumsfeld
in the k!lling field the (…) playing russian roulette with every blood cell
behind enemy lines with barbеd wire intertwined
wе find the deer hunter holding a peace sign
and each time a bomb hits, my mom gets a chill up spine
visions of me sent home in a box of pine
she would’ve been better off using the (…)
knowing i died inside the shield of david
felt by the star and crescent
christian finger praying and eventually b_tton pressing
make the violence more incessant, aggresive
who needs world peace when you got world police?
the metropolitan coast boast false democracy
while the midwest militias plot the fall of aristocracy
courageous prophecy of civil war endure the test of time
politicians are magicians conjuring to lead the blind
on the working man’s (…)
in breathing purify the family line in due time
chorus (richard raw):
by any means necessary
if this means war, then be prepared or you ready and willing?
by any means necessary
this ain’t a mirage or a facade, or you ready for k!lling?
by any means necessary
they tried to keep my history and mistory but now no mo’
by any means necessary
before you grab your strap and grab your gat, you better make sure
verse 2 (atun sen geb):
the god’s sake let us incarnate into the black seed
double_edged sword, slice ’till the track bleed
now what does it mean, assh0l_?
meditate, smoke your dome with the chrome like the glass bone
the war zone, word is bond i’m here
(…), amun sen hotep re, richard raw, rasul allah, atun sen geb
(…) been exploded the nuclear warhead
and ya’ll dead from radtiation, it’s overspread
the water’s polluted, the earth rotten, the globe is dead
in my hand withheld the cobra’s head
feel the wrath of a soldier’s plague
egypto is like camo’s and amos
brothers who ran, rulers of the upper land
(…) out of tama_re (…)
we had the same invaders who came and raided (…)
took 4, 5, 6 of our acres
black devils who traded, infiltrated then recanted their statements testified
you lied and treason, what’s the reason he’s an (…) demon
(…) stop the god from breathing
chorus (richard raw)
verse 3 (richard raw):
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