Lyrical warfare\Is what I declare
Who said life was fare\Bus shots assend gunsmoke in the air
East to west\multiple shots aimed atcha chest
Hit up Mr. Bush & Cheney at there White House desk
Never rest\Sleep with 1 eye opened stressed
Will I recieve death\or live infinite in the flesh
Become a martyr\pop emcee man slaughter
House of pain steal Aerean Race's daughters
Abduct there soul\to the rebels whom control
The universe in whole\you children we console.
