Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Napalm (C.O.W.) (feat. Immortal Technique), artist - Da CircleDate of issue: 21.02.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Napalm (C.O.W.) (feat. Immortal Technique) |
| Napalm, fire storm, industry melt down |
| Got em' runnin' around seekin' salvation underground |
| Decadence and negligence paralyzed the economic infrastructure, weaker than it |
| ever been |
| The consequence, now anarchy rules |
| Jacob playin' hot potatoes, droppin' his jewels |
| Watchin' these fools abandon truth when they rhyme |
| They hang around Flav’s neck, they all big-time |
| Mainstream’s encrypted with a virus |
| Hijacked like an oil tanker by Somali pirates |
| Adorn the battle armor of a verbal assassin |
| Settin' off napalm, with murderous passion |
| Genocidal fall-out, martyrs, casualties |
| Krylon tapestries, ashes and memories |
| This is the frontline, this is the dead zone |
| Barely alive or in a box is how you head home |
| This is napalm, Greek fire, white phosphorous |
| Justified genocide, judgements days politics |
| Preach life and liberty but give the world the opposite |
| So I play Jesus casting devils out the populace |
| We are all casualties of war |
| We are all casualties of war |
| We are all casualties of war |
| We are all casualties of war |
| This be a Rebel Army call: «Send assault in!» |
| Slice you like I’m Sultan, scorch you like molten |
| Lava, spit it to the heavens like a geyser |
| Bitch niggas strip from my violence like the Gaza |
| Lethal transcriber, calm voice and wordplay |
| Build a cult following, call me Slimothy McVeigh |
| Thoughts get separated, lyrical land mine, beats get detonated |
| Anybody feelin' liberated get obliterated |
| Lastin' oppressions from a maniacal depression |
| The war zone, each lost limb should be a lesson learned |
| Make you incessantly burn from the fuckin' napalm |
| You a slacker, see the Rebel Armz my faculty |
| Underground barracks be the last stand for cavalries |
| Screws closed, get oxidized like glucose and calories |
| Stuck in the cell by my 16 bars |
| Change the P to a C, 'cause you a casualty of war |
| This is napalm, Greek fire, white phosphorous |
| Justified genocide, judgements days politics |
| Preach life and liberty but give the world the opposite |
| So I play Jesus casting devils out the populace |
| We are all casualties of war |
| We are all casualties of war |
| We are all casualties of war |
| We are all casualties of war |
| I never tried to be Jay Z or Big Poppa |
| I’m underground like them dead children buried in Gaza |
| I see through the eyes of a generation yet to be born |
| I come from an alternate future where freedom is gone |
| I refuse to pledge allegiance, like Jehovah’s Witnesses |
| Take your shine and feed off that shit, like photosynthesis |
| You niggas don’t understand the world that I come from, but you’ll understand |
| the casualty of war when you become one |
| Your mother raped by soldiers, gave birth to a brother |
| Now you understand what it’s like |
| To hate and love a motherfucker |
| The chemical structure of food and water corrupted |
| Children abducted for organ-harvesting production |
| The function of epidemic sprays that are man-made |
| Are that genetic upgrades are only given to slaves |
| So I’m on a crusade, with rocket-propelled grenades |
| To change history with the Rebel Army brigade, nigga |