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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #6,906
Peak in subgenre #250
Author
DEF davyne
Rights
1% Productions
Uploaded
November 14, 2007
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.0 MB • 128 kbps • 4:22
Story behind the song
Lyrics
I was born, in the week, of the theater
But I neva been, an act-a fo da media
Money is the root of all evil, ya getting greedier
[Bohemian Grove, look it up on Wikipedia]
{Betta yet I’ll paint da picture for ya like I was a graffitier}
Up in northern killa cali, just above the bay
A club for elite, take a peek, there it lay
{But} If you only knew, the games dat dey play
If you only heard, the thangs dat dey say
Lawyers, and astronauts, even presidents
Come once a year, ta stay and take residence
Started way back when been going eva since
Prison planet dot com, if you need more evidence
Precedence, I’m talking urgent, like right away
Cuz at this moment, someone, coming ta take yo life away
On a mission……. here ta protect ya I’ma light da way
Dey taken away ya vision, so you won’t know if its night or day x2
Picture this, Saddam, hanging by the neck
Still ya dropping bombs, ta, neutralize a threat
Like Babylon the harlot on a scarlet colored beast yaaaa
Tryna bring peace, witcha piece in the middle east
Listen to this song, listen well, when you put it on
Listen to the difference of the bad right, good n wrong
Listen to this song, listen well, when you put it on
Whatchu know bout 9/11 and da pentagon
I’m just getting started, showing you the smoking gun
This is real shit, homey, I ain’t poking fun
And if I was, you wouldn’t know, till da joke is done
Most, of the world be fucked, but I got hope in some x2
Precedence, I’m talking urgent, like right away
Cuz at this moment, someone, coming ta take yo life away
On a mission……. here ta protect ya I’ma light da way
Dey taken away ya vision, so you won’t know if its night or day x2
Why we even at war, because of 9/11
The same reason, so many people ended up in heaven
Do we really wanna know, ya damn right
Open up the damn door, my flash light
Showin me the truth, da proof ya cant fight
Like ya woman walking in on dat ho from last night
Tell me how the terrorists managed ta catch flights
Maybe they were patsy’s given a stashed knife
Tell me why the buildings they crashed they blast twice
Maybe they were rigged to explode in past lives
Coming down clean, the owner, had upped his insurance
Perfect time for a disruptive insurgence
Fearing false evils, 9/11 sequels
Can’t fly no mo, ta see my peoples
Fearing false evils, 9/11 sequels
But they scared so we’ll neva be, equals
Where did all my rights go? Is this America
Tell me why the military all up in my area
Where did all my rights go? Is this America
Living in Martial Law, cuz the government be scared of ya x2
Precedence, I’m talking urgent, like right away
Cuz at this moment, someone, coming ta take yo life away
On a mission……. here ta protect ya I’ma light da way
Dey taken away ya vision, so you won’t know if its night or day x2
I was born, in the week, of the theater
But I neva been, an act-a fo da media
Money is the root of all evil, ya getting greedier
[Bohemian Grove, look it up on Wikipedia]
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