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the one who cried wolf until it came...

Vår Hiphop - Lyricism

   

2005-07-15 03:05

the one who cried wolf until it came...

If I ruled the world...it’d be with fear and terror
Hear the echo of Waco simply tearing errors
No manipulation could be this mere and narrow
Peers in boroughs will feel it pierce like arrows
I’d twist the minds of the weak by speaking truths
Don’t get involved in the system, tweaking the youth
Leaking confused news into materialistic brains
Simply change the twisted stains of shifted remains
Listen to the neo con way of saying freedom is lame
No pain is deranged and flanged until its cracking
The winds are darkening, to the left the bill is flaking
Children aching, water shortage n depleted uranium
England and its soldiers play the deleted craniums
Banning passports now you can scan the prints
Banning hints of a free world by demanding limbs…
For limbs and an eye for an eye, but children still cry
Still why do we still take the opinion for living standards
We got high demands and should be living in manors
While children cry, food shortage and supply vanish
Still terrorists attacked the US, English and the Spanish
It used to be diamonds, slaughter and Gold
And more riches to the richer lords of the old
And today…still the same and it’s getting cold…
The western world is now trading blood for oil
While mother earth is crying under her muddy soil
The children weep and those before us lived the same
It’s only that some of us have been given the name…
Of our ancestors and what they did to contain…
The wicked ways of agendas and prophecies
And having a strong blood line that’s where profit is…
The Queen lizard is giving birth to snakes that rule
The serpents merging the birth of a new dawn so cruel
Born into sin and so shall the Christianity Remain
Insanity seems sane so call me by my name…
I might be the fool that cried wolf until it came…
You can pity the truth…but…
I don’t ridicule you with your political views

"I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones."
---Albert Einstein