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