Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Choose Your Side, artist - La Coka Nostra. Album song A Brand You Can Trust, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 06.07.2009
Record label: Suburban Noize
Song language: English
Choose Your Side |
| It’s just one man, one mission, and one mind |
| With one button, one push, yelling, «One time.» |
| With one chance, one target, and one shot |
| With one second to pray, that’s all that Bun got |
| I’m slightly off-kilter, somewhat tuned out |
| And loony-toony, I’m looped up and looned out |
| So not being of a sound state of mind |
| I’m an example of western civilization’s decline |
| I’m a loner, a rebel, samurai solo |
| Balls to the wall and bolo out for dolo |
| Bad case of tunnel vision, one-track minded |
| Blurred by the bullshit and criminally blinded |
| Feeling like a refugee fighting for his dinner |
| My life is on the line and the line’s getting thinner |
| I know Hell is waiting for me and there’s nowhere to run |
| So I just flick the switch and it’s done |
| [Bun B/Everlast}: |
| When it’s a suicide you can choose your side |
| When it’s a homicide you can choose your side |
| When it’s a genocide you can choose your side |
| You can choose your side when it’s a suicide |
| When it’s a suicide you can choose your side |
| When it’s a homicide you can choose your side |
| When it’s a genocide you can choose your side |
| You can choose your side if you choose to ride |
| Yo Peter Piper picked peppers, Run rocked rhymes |
| Jesus healed lepers, Judas dropped dimes |
| Moses split the Red Sea, Mohammed took back Mecca |
| And Michael battles Lucifer for who collects ya |
| And Hitler killed Jews while Schindler freed ‘em |
| And Foreman was the champ until Ali beat him |
| Mobutu was a killer and this well-known |
| These Bushes keep acting like they’re Corleone |
| I’m the curse of Barabbas, I’m original sin |
| I’m Reverend Mao Zedong, Monk Ho Chi Minh |
| I’m in that Brian Jonestown Massacre zone |
| A little bit of Leonard Cohen to set the perfect tone |
| Call me Pope John Paul Wall, got a grill for all y’all |
| Jeff Dahmer wilding in the hall with the saws |
| A fine young cannibal, Hannibal Lecter |
| Killing bitches like Robert Blake and Phil Spector |
| Fuck peace, war is the outcome found to really be right |
| I teach you how to make a shotgun out of PVC pipe |
| And make a molotov cocktail out of equally trite |
| Seemingly nice common household products |
| My teenage life as a boy soldier was inscribed in the blood of my parents |
| Now I kill for approval from my commanders |
| Barely remember my baby sister |
| Brainwashed to forget by this shady system |
| They were murdered in front of my face and I barely miss them |
| I’ve lost my soul, I’m numb from war, movies, and drugs |
| I’m a machine and they use me as such |
| Slaughtering way too many people to count now |
| Sniffing the brown brown, mountains of cocaine and gun powder |
| This AK-47 is God, these shells are individual angels of death |
| Guided by the most high |
| Programmed to purify anyone who approach mine’s |
| Suicide, homicide, genocide, we all die |