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Killing's my business and business is fine
Money's my interest, life isn't kind You know you can run but there's nowhere to hide Payback's a bitch boy Now you're gonna die Hand me the contract, I've got no remorse The more cash I get, the bloodier the worst You claimed their way out, life is up in flames How 'bout doin' it my way Beheaded or slain (Chorus:) Hanging or lethal injection Gas chamber - take a last breath Firing squad, electrocute, we'll execute! More than one face of death Kill 'em all, let God sort 'em out A soldier of fortune, I'll wipe 'em all out Having no home, I have no shame I'll take a life, another victim in pain Try turning the tables or make it a frame You can't snuff me out Because you're my game You know you're my target Your time stands still But no job's too tough I love to kill |
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They told me when I was young that I would change
What I once saw would become like everything else The same - The open eyes of youth would close down just to cracks I would - never again see the real world Just like the rest, I'd turn my back I told them once when I was young That it was too late for me to change I couldn't ignore the facts The reality that brought this incredible pain (Chorus:) Scars within my flesh and soul Stayed just for show Seeing, I felt and saw things Others could never know They tell me now to turn my head So that I may rest at peace But ignoring the things that I know Would be living a life of deceit The perversion of love and the power of hate Lie deep inside my head I can't turn to ignorance - The life of the wordly blind |
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Time will come when we will pay
There'll be no choice for you to take World War III won't be a fake You just can't look the other way (Chorus:) Time will come and time will go You'll learn to live and learn to fight You'll fight for freedom and fight to die But you'll never know the reason why Killing people for their greedness But unaware of the evilness Once you're dead there'll be no sorrow Another one will come to follow |
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Toppling, smashing -
The statues go crashing And all of your ancient ideals Your morals we question Put them to testing Rules broken you thought were of steel Scrupleless children We number in millions Won't stand for any more of your crummy deals (Chorus:) Growing concern Priests are just rapists Who worship the dollar Get hardons from girls at the altar When in confession Laugh at your depression We pay for their Sins when they falter (Chorus) Teachers who profess We'll make them confess They've taught us not wisdom, but lies Burning their textbooks and archaic outlooks In society's funeral pyre Senators gain weight as the poor deflate Starve - as they vote themselves raises Finger on button, a nuclear glutton Governing rats caught in mazes Parents who have raised us Have not taught but crazed us Priests who confessed us Have not cured but depressed us We'll turn and ignore as we head for the door Can't take no more |
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We're here to be and the ones to succeed
No need for you to tell us how to be Can't seem to find your reasons why You tell us lies and think you're wise Why can't you think before you sink Why can't you see, then come to me Tell us lies and ask us why We hate society And we're here to fight I won't shake their hands 'Cause they're not our friends Won't talk to you 'cause you can't be true You've got problems, yet you keep hiding them You entered their gate, but now it's too late It's your mistake |
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Running in fear as he nears you
Crying out in terror but no one can hear you Trapped in an alley, nowhere to hide Carefully watching your steps with his eyes Growling, awaiting to kill you Slowly approaching and your death nears you Nowhere to go, nowhere to run As he leaps at you and makes his final lunge Foaming from the mouth Vengeance in his mind One swift tear, leaving raw Flesh hanging from your side Blood spurting forth from your vein Draining your body with great pain |
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Toxins - buried underground
Seep into the water Dioxin - she drank for nine straight months Deformed her unborn daughter Factories - spewing poison fumes The cause of acid rain Destroy crops and animals Lives flushed down the drain Radon - creeps up from the earth Public dies of cancer Danger - of chemical nightmare When will we find the answer Barrels leak the vile substance There's no containing them Contamination - of the food we eat Absorb plutonium Seconds ticking fast away On Earth's bio clock Politicians allow the dumping Must be forced to stop I hope they live on an abandoned waste site And die of toxic shock |
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The end is here per se
Coming near break of day A bomber prepares for a flight A blitzkrieg mission tonite (Chorus:) Writhing in my dreams Feeling the painful screams Torturing my brain Driving me insane Bomber up and away Causing destruction today Your mission almost complete Never admitting defeat (Chorus) Bomber Zee again tonite Feeling yourself in flight Bombing in your mind Wounding the life inside (Chorus) |
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You spend your life on welfare lines
Or looking for handouts Why don't you go find a job You birth more kids to up your checks So you can buy more drugs Cash in food stamps and get drunk (Chorus:) Uncle Sam takes half my pay So you can live for free I got a family and bills to pay No one hands money to me You can go to school for nothing Got that government grant Get money in advance When you're sick from shooting up Medicaid pays full portion When little Maria gets knocked up She gets a free abortion (Chorus) How come it's minorities who cry Things are too tough On TV with their gold chains Claim they don't have enough I say make them clean the sewers Don't take no resistance If they don't like it go to hell And cut their public assistance |
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Minding his own business
Riding subway trains Got ripped off twice Ain't gonna happen again Withdrew a hundred dollars Bought himself a piece Can't depend on anyone He's his own police Fourteenth Street station This could be the night December, he's heavily sweating Collar feels too tight Tired of being preyed upon By the scum of the earth Tonite he'll be the predator Someone's gonna get hurt Walked into an empty car Found himself a seat Five low lives waiting there Waiting for fresh meat One by one surrounded him Trapped him by the door Finger on the trigger Got more than they asked for A split second without thinking Hot gun in his hand Four shots of blood Bernie gets his man Now he stands trial A criminal he's told But he got the satisfaction Of shooting his load |