| Days are living fast, moves in misery | |
| You got a song you wanna sing for me | |
| Sing a song, singing man | |
| Sing a song, singing man | |
| Sing another song, singing man | |
| Sing another song, singing man | |
| Sing a song for me | |
| Sing a song for me [P.O.R.N.] | |
| Look, I'm so twisted, so, so twisted | |
| One life to live, and | |
| I'm willing to risk it | |
| Terror that the world has never known existed | |
| Left so many clues, now how could they miss it? | |
| Sadistic, ballistic, find a word and pick it | |
| Long as it means the world is on my shit list | |
| Walking time bomb, my mind is on tick-tick | |
| Countdown's on, its too late to nix it | |
| I'm so anxious, so, so anxious | |
| The ones I hate barely know what my name is | |
| Have no clue that | |
| I'm armed and dangerous | |
| Willing to spill my blood to be famous | |
| Willing to spill my blood to make changes | |
| Look for a suicide note to explain this | |
| Heinous, inking the ache from my anguish | |
| Sounds insane, you're speaking my language... [Chorus] [Black Thought] | |
| One for the pressing, two for the cross | |
| Three for the blessing, four for the loss | |
| Kid holding a weapon, walk like a corpse | |
| In the face of transgression, military issue | |
| Kalash- -Nikova or machete or a pitchfork | |
| He killing cause he feel he got nothing to live for | |
| In a war taking heads from men like | |
| Charles Taylor | |
| And never seen the undisclosed foreign arms dealer 13-year-old killer, he look 35 | |
| He changed his name to | |
| Little No- | |
| Man-Survive | |
| When he smoke that leaf, shorty believe he can fly | |
| He loot and terrorize and shoot between the eyes | |
| Who to blame, its a shame, the youth was demonized | |
| Wishing he could see rearrange the truth, to see the lies | |
| And he wouldn't have to raise his barrel to target you | |
| His heart can't give you the years of scar tissue... [Chorus] [Truck North] | |
| Uh, what you're witnessing is true dedication | |
| Charged by the call and the cause of the nation | |
| Countdown, minutes away from detonation | |
| A lifetime of grunt work, this is the culmination | |
| My manner, seems patient, inner rage lies | |
| So deep, I can taste it, let's sacrifice lives | |
| Past the first sensation, to paradise | |
| I fly Delusions are lighting up the midday sky | |
| The last days of mine spent in extreme secrecy | |
| Wolves dressed like sheep occur more frequently | |
| Too much faith to be scared, the petrified both fled | |
| Those who live fearing death, might as well be dead | |
| Towers of the occupiers, will soon fall | |
| Martyr or mass murderer? | |
| That's your call | |
| Mass transit or a mall? | |
| Who can watch them all? | |
| In the name of the merciful, sing me a song... [Chorus] |
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