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Reign of Terror
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The Bush administration impatient
to begin war wagin’
It’s a flagrant
violation of our
foreign policy in this our nation
I sit here waitin, to here the newsman statin
“War has begun”
Bombs blastin away creation
Scenes of Baghdad
blazin
Terrible and amazin
Patriotic flag waving
on street corners
All across this great land
No escapin
If you hate him
Or think he is a great man
Full of hate man,
No statesman
Just rich hick who likes to shit kick
He’s like “Fuck it! Bitch, yo flip the switch”
While Dick’s running more tricks
Than crackhead hookers on Mission
& 6th
That’s what we get, isn’t it?
Government illegitimate
Political corruption, death and destruction
Preempting the peace
With condescending speech
Circumventing the peeps
He’s supposed to be representing, capiche?
Pretending to be
Defending the peace
Finger itching to release
His fury upon the Middle East
Got the gears of war machines greased
Little more than savage beast
Watcha gon do In this Reign of ‘Terra’
Is it in you? Where is America
Watcha gon do as war looms nigh…
Pray to the high as bombs burst in the sky?
Where is America, as the war dawns
Mere pawns in the palms of Dubya, droppin bombs
What the hell fo’? Who the hell know?
Yo, come up to the front row!
I’m so tired of this sideshow!
…
We might blow, half the world to smithereens
Led by a blithering idiot, giddy slut,
We all getting fucked by Exxon Mobil
Keep your mouth shut, oil prices rise just enough
To scare ya blame it on ‘terra’
Ism, Bin Laden, and Al-Qaeda,
"Security Alert, Level Orange"
And if you get blasted,
Well, you’ve been forwarned
It’s your own damn fault, America’s under assault
This war can never halt! If you disagree, I got a nice vault
To lock you up cold-cock you, shut
In Guantanamo Bay, you be locked away
Don’t mock me or play
I got the TIA, the
FBI, the CIA
DEA playin my cards, displaying my might
Obeying me right, conveying my insight
Night after night, ‘til I’ve incited a fight
11PM, I might be flying a kite
Cocaine in my past, take what I want I don’t ask
For permission – boy, this is a holy mission
Course collision - squishin your forces into submission
Conservin
my compassion ‘til my faction is servin…
Watcha gon do In this Reign of ‘Terra’
Is it in you? Where is America
Watcha gon do as war looms nigh…
Pray to the high as bombs burst in the sky?