Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fruits Of Babylon, artist - Looptroop Rockers. Album song The Struggle Continues, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 27.10.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: David vs Goliath
Song language: English
Fruits Of Babylon |
Yah, I grew from Babylon soil, born to consume and destroy |
I know that cash is king, I breathe cocaine, bleed oil |
Made to rise above all, success' my ultimate goal |
I’m a do what it takes and bring you down if a fall |
Handle my business with war, attack the poor while praising the lord |
Raised to be raw, but act polite for the show |
Let the cameras roll, I got no doubts or regrets |
Live off thousands of deaths, keep no promises, only threats |
You politicians preaching your vision of the truth |
Never cared about us and our point of view |
'Cause your campaigns only promote the killing fields |
Children cry but you don’t hear, people die but you can’t see 'cause |
War is big biz, the big guys get rich |
Livin' off the poor and gain money on sick kids |
It’s a show for those who can afford the price |
But turn that shit off, I won’t let you gamble with my life |
We don’t need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows |
(Cold wind blowing) |
We don’t need your politicians to know which way to go |
(We don’t need y’all) |
We don’t need your teachers, leave the kids alone |
(Ey, leave 'em alone) |
And we don’t need the poisonous fruits of Babylon |
(Your kingdom calling) |
Babylon, always recruiting and plotting |
Babylon, but yo, my crew been watching |
Babylon, and if your roots forgotten |
Babylon, then your fruits will rotten |
Ya, I drink away the pain, on top of the food chain |
The fast life, fast lane, you people is loose change |
Piss champagne, not really hungry but I’m eating |
Grow fat for no reason and though it’s hot, my hearts freezing |
Ey yo, look into the mirror, do you see what I see? |
I’m a reflection of your actions and will always be |
The result of your plans, the breed of your scams |
And I’ll forever be a prisoner of your land |
Hey, I’m the good guy, modern man, enlightened, I understand |
You don’t seem to get it, why should I care about a foreign land? |
You with me or against me, fight for the love of money |
Join me in this good life, sell your soul for blood money |
We don’t need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows |
(Can't stop the tidal wave) |
We don’t need your politicians to know which way to go |
(Yah, you mislead us) |
We don’t need your teachers, leave the kids alone |
(Full time, we wanna learn) |
And we don’t need the poisonous fruits of Babylon |
(Check it, Promoe) |
I don’t vote, I cut a politician’s throat |
Hang him with the same rope as I do the pope ('cause) |
I see the hope in the eyes of our children |
I won’t go for your bribes of your millions |
'Cause I see no future in the lies and the killings |
We all saw what happened to financial buildings |
It’s all for a reason, whether right or wrong |
Somebody felt their people had been dying to long |
Revenge, retaliation and stupid pride |
On both sides, so we keep losing lives |
Worldwide, I sing this one for our mothers |
Take a sec to recollect just how much they love us |
We don’t need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows |
(I know I said it before) |
We don’t need your politicians to know which way to go |
(And I’ma say it again) |
We don’t need your teachers, leave the kids alone |
(Leave the kids alone) |
And we don’t need the poisonous fruits of Babylon |
(Come on, yo) |
Babylon, recruiting and plotting |
Babylon, but yo, my Troop been watching |
Babylon, and if your roots are forgotten |
Babylon, then your fruits will rotten |
Babylon, recruiting and plotting |
Babylon, but my crew been watching |
Babylon, if your roots are forgotten |
Babylon, then your fruits will rotten |