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 A War Story » Lyrics [+ Cuir +] |
1. _ Earthquake Weather
It gets no better when you're caught up in the earthquake weather
Keep your eye on the storm come and get us
When the shit goes down we're all down |
2. _ Moving Through The Streets
I'm from the family sick symphonies underground crowds are into me
Got out the industry 'cause the label became my enemy
It wasn't meant to be the machine was just trying to censor me
Didn't do it for sony so they ended up releasing me
Independent no longer locked down for an infinity
So my vicinity remains true to my identity
Sick jacken exploiting the sound verbal attacking ear drums
From where you're standing you'll catch the rapping
Music of the mask infiltrate past blast out your loud speaker
Haters get ass we get the last laugh like bloodstone
Look at the picture tell me what's wrong
Earthquake weather turned la into a flood zone
We dry it up come with the raw when we transmit the rhyme network
Psycho realm that's my conecta
Sick fucks backing the music with drugs
And now we're taking over the scene we're straight thugs
Hit the exit move the package as we get it
Sick dogs push in the gates and invade it
Moving the revolution through using
All kinds of musical forms of confusion
You win the area battle raw fusion
And fights that light up the night and spell ruin
For street teams caught in youth groups of two's and three's
Means they're shooting soldiers into the county
Radio alerting the streets reach those available
Decide which way to go and which not we move unfadable
Unbreakable underground sounds will be invading you
There's nothing you could do we're breaking through
We move through kingdoms of violent silent weapons
Employ those firing
We're dying
While the puppet master's jerking strings smiling we're fighting
In the street ring not even defying the plan
They set the money bait and we're biting
We document images on song using vocal print
On how you get prepared to go to war against the monument
It's always been and will always be crooked government
Controlling the streets running shit while we're gunning it
Die on it bleed with more numbers than we succeed
Statistics recording the growth of the bad seed
Moving through streets packing my piece watching for peace disruption
And the corruption on the police don't cease
Is there an ending before decease?
Or is death the only exit buried and then released?
Moving through streets we see enemy forces
We drop multi bombs and then flee
All competition will reach defeat
And targets in my mission will die technically
Physically bringing you storm it's on
'til the end of the war has been won you've been warned
Swarm with the strength of destructive psyclones
And police crews get introduced to straight harm
Abused 'cause you want me to lose
They're to protect and serve but never to follow the rules
Street soldiers refuse
We come in the midst of hate with the fate then you're through
Radio alerting the streets reach those available
Decide which way to go and which not we move unfadable
Unbreakable underground sounds will be invading you
There's nothing you could do we're breaking through
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3. _ Pico-union Disctrict
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4. _ Sick Dogs
Chorus (x1)
Sick dogs collide with your stride
Break them off a left and then right
Fight all over these streets
'till i meet defeat i'm with these
Blocks that rock so many
Wanted by most ain't touched by any foes
Inside circles
Attacking like packs of real sick dogs
Running wild, crazy
Sick in the head get out of hand daily
Sick dogs got one screw missing
Are you a pel |
5. _ Crazy Area
Crazy ass psycho city blocks street ghetto red hot
Dangerous slums woods lost |
6. _ Enemy Of The State
We dominate but feel the pain from bullets my carnales take
Out of state soldiers join us to form a conglomerate
It's out of hate oppressed revolt from feeling that they gotta take
All the weight so we go to war to find another way
Intercept opposite forces entering our sick vicinity
It's killing me how wars that make no sense last an infinity
It's silly shit how a city gets mentally unfit
But really it gets worse when buildings set the scene for murders script
I know you heard of this crisis and what the price is
High stress amplifies the need for all your vices
But steer clear |
7. _ Winds Of Revolution
Fuck, the city streets are raining bullets
The wind of revolution screams: "come on do it"
Hey, looking at this rawness upon us
Makes sick soldiers enter the darkness
Begin a circle around the center
Of power then break down the whole tower
The winner will be the man
That grabs the steel by the hand and pulls the damn trigger
I warn you when the worldwide weather report gets shaken
What-cha gonna do?
I choose to be deadly unpredictable
Earthquake weather forever
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8. _ Order Through Chaos
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9. _ Show Of Force
We exert power with metal showers at all hours
While they devour with mental prowess and kill ours
Show of force for harm it's main source
We divorce our current leaders with no remorse
Crash course position the miniature plastic soldiers
Onto the carefully drafted, disastered dirt war
What is it for we hurt your group
And every troop that's with me will work toward
Damaging your central areas with eventual pain
The rain is repeated to gain essential upper hand
Needed to stump the plan we land
My artillery shoots when let loose shoots and
My bullets rams piercing the skin of other men
In battle we rattle the shadow of death no win
Thin chance if you're trying to survive the grim dance
When the bomb lands your odds for death and enhanced
Soldiers stance warriors tranced with drug spells
We advance through burning sands in slug hells
Chemical warfare gasmask is the savior
Temporary relief, release from the danger
Silence is a stranger, anger commanding demanding
Other sides surrendering to the strangler
Show of force we cross and aim higher
Knock'em down then we cease fire
Take time to consider the bitter sweet no glitter
Or glamour the hammer drops in any manner
The scanner detects the weak speak up for yours
Any cause of revolution and evolution of law
Draws the conclusion of people abusin' their roles
Hold on to the controls
Your soul's slipping into darkness
Heartless individual start this and part this
Connection we bought this and sought this out
We about it - the message -
You never re-route or doubt it
People might even shout it louder to gain power
For many frustrated for truth and knowledge of self
Wealth plays the back shelf
What's delt, you melt
To false livin' and misgiven and misguided
Paths you take to make bread, break bread
While others are tryin' to stay fed
Where you head at
Can't believe i said that
But it's a dead fact
You can't run from reality homie
Judge me but you don't know me
Only the lonely can lay claim the same
Go out to the people sleepin'
You better wake up
Take up the whole make up
Insert the data a matter of fact
Scatter the chatter of every lop
Who gather in flocks batter up
The game's on, put your frames on
Look at the names on the wall
Suckas are ready to fall
In the war story
We find glory with blind fury
Hurry up let out the power without jury
Blurry eyes fire the weapons
And act purely out of survival
Rather be free or get buried
Symphonies soundtrack the march of those daring
Walking through the firing ranges with guns glaring
Injustice scaring the masses to stop caring
Tell us apart by the masks that we're wearing
Show of force
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10. _ Street Platoons
Chorus (x1)
Time is short and my life is sick
That's how it is man look at this shit
You get abused by street platoons
Hit you like wind and what-cha gonna do?
We break circles of enemies blocks get shot with defeat
They say no drive-by's on the street
So mutha-fuckas run rival sweeps
Sick platoons flood the streets of los
Like a sick typhoon
Mutha-fuckas drive by world wide
And everybody you and i know dies
The only guarantee in life is death your last breath
Come when your famo least expect it
Soldier run wild in your song
Red dawn strikes your back in dead 'nam
Your mind's flipping but the scene's dead calm
And your whole world's thrown and wrapped in psyclone
Alright ride through the city like that
Pants, t-shirts are creased and stole gats
La undercover shoot to kill
Child of the streets run wild in war fields
Scheming on pigs that start shit
Guilty treat us all dirty filthy
The streets are flooded with budded corrupted minds running
Those who can't cut it
Leave the hoodlum studded ghetto wondering what is
The excuse or reason for high treason
In blasting season leaving one of your color bleeding
Repeating never stopping body dropping
'hood rocking window glocking zone shocking
Defending pavement attacking, facing arraignment
Jail's enslavement shackled for justice to the plaintiff
When the charges stick that's it you get hit with some bid
For what you did prevent and rid some kid of his chance to live
'cause of the block he lives in
Not giving a fuck just trying to win your block ribbon
Glock driven joining street platoons like it's some fashion
Going out of style so you catch it for some action
It's no joke homeboys get smoked, poked, 'cause they provoke
Locked on dope no hope for growth that's why we're broke
Short pocket street criminals fail to lock it but crime sky rockets
So where the fuck is the profit?
Maybe in hands of those who supply drugs and weapons
Let's take that shit back by forming neighborhood connections
Chorus (x1)
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11. _ Tragedy.com
You're online type in a password from your own mind
What you think is top secret got insiders thinking they're all mine
Y2k year two thousand is when they go blind
Shut down machines scrambling while media co-signs
Predesigned programs that kill technology romance
Set up for chaos make you and destiny slow dance
So the storm lands microchip in your wrist and they'll insist
That this will make life easier troubleless
Hassle-free but actually none of this is for the best
Interest or the progress of society, buying me?
You can call me paranoid but paranoia's a defense mechanism
From those trying to destroy ya
Don't let them throw ya off course
Keep that money safe buried in your backyard
And beware of the pale horse
These tragic scenes unfold and cause panic
Organized crime families control automatically
Computer chip slanging to new age fanatics
Stuck to your pc screens like addicts
Madness and online freedom bandits
Create you a world wide web of sadness
This sick plan to assist the removal of democracy
Won't miss
We're caught in webs of mind control screens
And through world wide revolt you find tragedy
We fight the scenes
Enemies and computer chip slavery?tragedy
Computer components are considered demonic masonic
Made by the enlightened opponent they own it
They control it flood the market target the dormant
Claiming that they simplify but really complicate the moment
In a glance we think hollow follow the prize
Swallow the shallow lies strive where we wallow
Computer age stage millenium plague vague but certain
Open the curtain digital burden
Strangers link to you bring danger
Red sky signs of the weather
Being controlled a world wide light show
And they know the commands for rain, wind, snow
Codes punched in produce storms
And can't be stopped with the use of fire arms
Anti-government groups get shot
And we slide into the age of robot
Cops enforce world orders and bring static
And civilians and the uniformed go at it
Wild fights ignite in the middle of the night
Into the daylight
Reported acts to enslave on track
And we push our hack platoon to get started
Terrorists through e-mail drop bombs
Www.tragedy.com
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12. _ Conspiracy Theories
Cops are found dead and to no surprise
And get classified wasted no lie
They come and invade the wrong life
And only the strong survive so they die
They rest at a place of violence
And 5-0's get broke like codes of silence
Sirens flood the scene with blood
They come firing
We crooks get thrown big books
And hooked with a life sentence
Hunted mental stress on these la streets
Permanent like inks on flesh, shit
We blast off the big guns
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Gaeilge 
