Lyrics:
the White House
This is the Bush Doctrine come to life; War, war and more war!
War brought to you by the big corporate-masters who run the show
This isn't
Masters of war
Build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
All the money you made will never buy back your soul
Yeah
child
I made a video today and 3 people made fun of me for being fat
Is that so, my boy
Yes, master Null
And they won't stop
Don't you cry
Don't cry
I
yeah
If you wanna win this fight you can't get tired
Get up, put your war clothes on
Take back everything God gave to you
Get up and put your war
[U-God:]
Yo, yo, magnificent high score, master plan, the crowd roar
Throw up daily dosage, get ready for the down pour
Human cannonball, matador,
brick in the wall
I would have to move mountains
The wall is falling apart
You are the master of your fate
Everything is in your hands
You're unstoppable
came to me
Just like a waking dream
The answer had to be Reality
The master does not laugh
Defeated by a man
Leviathan be damned, yea, yea, yea
Here you are
Recorded in stained glass
The devil from the mountains
Born of dragons
Fearsome beasts of legends
Awaken soldier of ancient times
at the grass down by the river
Where the swelling mountain water moves onward to the sea:
The builder of the castles renews the age-old purpose
an M.C. rapper and nothin' else
I keep rhymin' and I do it by myself
Could you be like me? I rap my none stop rhymes
You will never hear pause when I say
the yard
And ways of the weapon bombard
Building mountains of them body bags large
Rubbernecking while collision greet your car
And you may know your name
and water
The famous Blue Mountain and
The great Dunn's River
Jamaica surround by Caribbean water
The Arawak Indian was the originator
Then the Spaniards,
refuge with Allāh, The All-Hearing, The All-Knowing, from satan, the rejected one
If We had sent down this Qur'ān upon a mountain you would certainly have
Than it is to repair
Broken men
The mountains so high we wonder where to begin
The White man's happiness cannot be won
By the Black man's misery cause
trying to escape if the riot goes off
The war's on refuse to live life behind bars
From the cradle to the grave
From the womb to the tomb
You're master
I see war and I see the earth
But I no longer see my heart
I feel the wind in my wings from the top of the mountain
Like a bird fleeing the storm
climb the highest mountain
Before the flood comes
And all my fight is drowning in blood
What I gotta lose? What I gotta prove?
I guess, war is my love
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
at the grass down by the river
Where the swelling mountain water moves onward to the sea:
The builder of the castles renews the age-old purpose
brain's imploding and I'm losing ground
My mountain's splitting down the center
Though the sky might be up ahead
It's covered by storm clouds
There was
But my mind is at war
I've gotta find the peace that's within me
I got a burning desire
I got the passion and I'm not getting tired
And I'm going
on them, me, boy
Scared, jungle this, them haunts the war, but not them get this
Then they wonder why, so them count the penny
Party by must skill and pop
Lords
Master of madness, kings of the kings
Possessed by spells and your golden rings
After the darkness, the blood of the war
shall bring us
is he?
Where and what his dwelling?
Sire, he lives a good league hence
Underneath the mountain
Right against the forest fence
By Saint Agnes's
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