Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song World Wounds, artist - DC the MIDI Alien. Album song East Coast Avengers present DC the MIDI Alien : Avengers Airwaves, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.02.2011
Record label: Brick
Song language: English
World Wounds |
Yeah |
Sabac Red |
Revolution of the Mind |
DC The MIDI Alien |
Trademarc |
World Wounds |
Yo |
This world is full of lies and deception |
Facilities and correction, the expectations are expecting |
Consumption and pain, mind ulterior game |
The presumption of fame until you bury your frame |
Got a scope on the luger, see hope for the future |
The soul will ya like the vocals of Luther |
Pursuit of happiness results in a bitter end |
Find the ambition grace the face of a kid again |
Time for transitioning, face of oblivion |
Confined by restrictions based on the dividend |
These days we’re living in are unbalanced and rushed |
Challenging us to become the |
We damage your trust, we move among the panic and lust |
After things we can’t touch bring out the |
Addicted, now we search for the fastest of buzz |
It’s what it was until we are all turned to ashes and dust, what |
Swarming unpredictably, we spread terror |
Read between the lines, see what I see |
There’s a demon in ya hood |
Proceed with caution |
Swarming unpredictably, we spread terror |
Read between the lines, see what I see |
Tighter than the flash from the click |
All these ulterior motives, I just can’t handle |
Got us lightning candles |
For every little break in trust, freedom’s taken from us |
We on the cusp of a military stage of the wage |
While our presidents act like Hitler with American taste |
I’m so caught up in Covert Affairs |
Independent media outlets are brought up in fear |
So no news is currently fair |
We liable to, the hunts, our rivals are hung |
By Blackwater militaries privately run, they’re riding with guns |
It’s like a rerun of SS soldiers hunting down jews in the ghettos |
But this time it’s class warfare in American meadows |
With the National Debt, they tax paychecks so we’ll never make enough te be a |
threat |
Stars and stripes are more swastikas, bars and pipes, in America’s Fourth Reich |
I can dictator with his best, rounding up more Americans than his |
Swarming unpredictably, we spread terror |
Read between the lines, see what I see |
There’s a demon in ya hood |
Proceed with caution |
Swarming unpredictably, we spread terror |
Read between the lines, see what I see |
Open up their eyes and see through the lies |
Motherfuckers plant seeds of corruption, bleed from the fact |
That greed lead the world into economic collapse |
And Barack ain’t immune it steadies part of the act |
While the blocks is consumed these devils counting their checks |
And the darkness that looms in hearts of |
With screams and shouts the flag amounts |
Stuff the barrel in their mouth, call 'em out |
That’s what the AK and barcode is all about |
Now my name, congressional ranks |
Modern day up in the federal banks |
Another sound decision, the States all overcrowding prisons and corporations |
bought in |
Read a secret, communicated tailing the plot |
Hopped the train down to Wall Street and emptied the Glock |
Now answer me this, what the fuck is conscious rap? |
Unless your eyes stay open and your race stay trapped |
Swarming unpredictably, we spread terror |
Read between the lines, see what I see |
Tighter than the flash from the click |
Swarming unpredictably, we spread terror |
Read between the lines, see what I see |
Open up their eyes and see through the lies |