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from Biohazard - Mata Leao (1996)
You walk around, always screaming about
How you're trying to get your way, But you should just keep your fucking fat mouth shut, If you got nothing important to say. Because you...you got a lot to learn. All you do is bitch about the things in life that get you down, You never care for nobody else, If you saw how your life looks to me, I think you'd be ashamed of yourself. Because you...you got a lot to learn. .. You live inside your fucked-up world, Talking loud with nothing to say, You got a lot to learn about your life, Because you can't keep on living this way. Because you...you got a lot to learn. |
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from Biohazard - Mata Leao (1996)
The sun is shining, but I don't know if it'll shine again,
The sky is clear now, but the clouds wait overhead, The wind stopped blowing, but I see the trees are flowing, The water's calm now feel the undertow towing me down, towing me down. The sun's gone down now behind the dark clouds looming, Birds stop singing, silence so soothing, Dark clouds open up, I hold my rain-soaked head, Thoughts are racing by, I scream and wish that I was dead, I wish that I was dead. Gotta find a way in this world to cope, Gotta find a place in this world with hope. Gotta find a way to keep my head straight another day I pray to let go of hate I break myself away from my mind, I search for inner peace I never find. |
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from Biohazard - New World Disorder (1999)
I will never forget what it is that you did to me,
And I will never understand why You insist upon inflicting pain and agony on me, forever everlasting. There's no way out, I'll never break free I will never forgive and forget how you abandoned me. There's no way out, I'll never break free I will never forgive and forget how you abandoned me All my fucking life I've kept my head held high, Respected myself through thick or thin, Never asked anybody for anything. I just want to live with peace and dignity But you insist on trying to bring me down. Where were you when I needed you, You were never around. I put my faith in you and you let me down. There's no way out, I'll never break free I will never forgive and forget how you abandoned me There's no way out, I'll never break free I will never forgive and forget how you abandoned me ... Where were you when I needed you, You were never around. I put my faith in you and you let me down. There's no way out, I'll never break free I will never forgive and forget how you abandoned me There's no way out, I'll never break free I will never forgive and forget how you abandoned me .... |
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from Nativity In Black : A Tribute To Black Sabbath [omnibus] (1994)
yo this is biohazard from brooklyn new york dropping some respect for almighty
Black Sabbath 1994 Motha Fuckas Have you ever thought about your soul, can it be saved? Or perhaps you think that when you're dead you just stay your grave Is God just within your head or is he a part of you? Is Christ just a namethat you read in a book when you were at school? When you think about death do you lose your breath or do you keep your cool? Would you like to see the Pope on the end of a rope---Do you think he's a fool? Well i have the truth. Yes I have seen the light and I've changed my ways. And I'll be prepared when you're lonely and scaredat the end of our days. Could it be you're afraid of what your friends might say If they knew you believed in God above They should realize before they criticise That God is the only way to love. Is your mind so small that you have to fall In with the pack wherever they run Will you still sneer whemn death is near And say they might as well worship the sun. I think it is true it was people like you that crucified Christ I think it is sad that the opinion you had was the only one voiced. Will you be so sure when your day is near say you won't believe? You had a chance but you turned it down now you can't retrieve. Perhaps you'll think before you say that God is dead and gone Open your eyes, just realize that he is the one, The only one who can save you now from all this sin and hate. Or will you still jeer at all you hear? Yes---I think it's too late. |
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from Biohazard - No Holds Barred [live] (1997)
yo this is biohazard from brooklyn new york dropping some respect for almighty
Black Sabbath 1994 Motha Fuckas Have you ever thought about your soul, can it be saved? Or perhaps you think that when you're dead you just stay your grave Is God just within your head or is he a part of you? Is Christ just a namethat you read in a book when you were at school? When you think about death do you lose your breath or do you keep your cool? Would you like to see the Pope on the end of a rope---Do you think he's a fool? Well i have the truth. Yes I have seen the light and I've changed my ways. And I'll be prepared when you're lonely and scaredat the end of our days. Could it be you're afraid of what your friends might say If they knew you believed in God above They should realize before they criticise That God is the only way to love. Is your mind so small that you have to fall In with the pack wherever they run Will you still sneer whemn death is near And say they might as well worship the sun. I think it is true it was people like you that crucified Christ I think it is sad that the opinion you had was the only one voiced. Will you be so sure when your day is near say you won't believe? You had a chance but you turned it down now you can't retrieve. Perhaps you'll think before you say that God is dead and gone Open your eyes, just realize that he is the one, The only one who can save you now from all this sin and hate. Or will you still jeer at all you hear? Yes---I think it's too late. |
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from Biohazard - New World Disorder (1999)
I said I'd stand with you forever if you needed me
Help, arm in arm, hand over fist and carry you when necessary Like a fool I thought we'd walk tall forever all as one When the going got tough you stopped pushing and turned to run. I tried so hard, so sad to watch you drown. You turned and pointed fingers at the truest friend you ever had, And I prayed to God you'd find relief from the things that made your life sad. We were down forever, together forever all as one, But when the time came to step up and do it right, I saw you turn and run I tried so hard, to help you hold it down You never helped yourself, so sad to watch you drown. I tried so hard, to help you save your life You never helped yourself, shut the door and say good -bye. .. You and me, eye to eye, hands tied together, live or die Walk tall forever, all as one, never again, you turned to run.... All for None .... You and me, eye to eye, hands tied together, live or die Walk tall forever, all as one, never again, you turned to run...... |
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from Biohazard - Mata Leao (1996)
Monday yawning school's so boring
Or go to work like a jerk and end up snoring Tuesday's mail never fails Collection agency wants me in jail Wednesday's rules got me ignoring deploring, my tensions roaring Thursday same shit different day But these motherfucking rules will never ever go away Fuck the rules Friday night gonna be out of sight If you're 21 they say drinking might be fun On Saturday Bible says seventh day The day of rest so have it your way Go for a ride keep it under 55 Respect the Badge don't drink and drive On Sunday gotta survive these fascist fools Take your freedom back from the bullshit rules Call me paranoid call me what you will I got a fucking feeling something big is going down Fuck the rules Call me paranoid call me what you will I got a fucking feeling something big is going down Fuck the rules |
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from Biohazard - No Holds Barred [live] (1997)
Monday yawning school's so boring,
Or go to work like a jerk and end up snoring, Tuesday's mail never fails, Collection agency wants me in jail, Wednesday's rules got me ignoring deploring, my tensions roaring, Thursday same shit different day, But these motherfucking rules will never ever go away. Fuck the rules. Friday night gonna be out of sight, If you're 21 they say drinking might be fun, On Saturday Bible says seventh day, The day of rest so have it your way, Go for a ride keep it under 55, Respect the Badge don't drink and drive, On Sunday gotta survive these fascist fools, Take your freedom back from the bullshit rules. Call me paranoid call me what you will I got a fucking feeling something big is going down...... Fuck the rules.... .. Call me paranoid call me what you will I got a fucking feeling something big is going down...... Fuck the rules.... |
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from Demon Knight (데몬 나이트) by Ed Shearmur [ost] (1994)
Beaten senseless in everyway
Life dissappears, get's blown away New world chaos in disarray A second to die and forever to pray The time has come to push to fight, to die, to live This time I take the fall Don't sort them out just kill them all Just never push my back against the wall Beaten senseless, violent relentless No hope defenseless, beaten senseless Now you pushed me over the edge Can't take it no more, I'm seeing red Beaten senseless over the head Never gonna stop until your all f**king dead Vengeance is my only thought Rage, abuse, the wars I've fought Self preservation is self taught Turn your back and you'll be caught Crushing pain intensity a violent beating senselessly so cruel, agony Broken spirit, broken home, a broken man who can not cope with pain, misery |
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from Biohazard - Tales From The B-Side (2001)
Beaten senseless in everyway
Life dissappears, get's blown away New world chaos in disarray A second to die and forever to pray The time has come to push to fight, to die, to live This time I take the fall Don't sort them out just kill them all Just never push my back against the wall Beaten senseless, violent relentless No hope defenseless, beaten senseless Now you pushed me over the edge Can't take it no more, I'm seeing red Beaten senseless over the head Never gonna stop until your all f**king dead Vengeance is my only thought Rage, abuse, the wars I've fought Self preservation is self taught Turn your back and you'll be caught Crushing pain intensity a violent beating senselessly so cruel, agony Broken spirit, broken home, a broken man who can not cope with pain, misery |
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from Biohazard - Kill Or Be Killed (2003)
Beaten senseless in everyway Life dissappears, get's blown away New world chaos in disarray A second to die and forever to pray The time has come to push to fight, to die, to live This time I take the fall Don't sort them out just kill them all Just never push my back against the wall Beaten senseless, violent relentless No hope defenseless, beaten senseless Now you pushed me over the edge Can't take it no more, I'm seeing red Beaten senseless over the head Never gonna stop until your all fucking dead Vengeance is my only thought Rage, abuse, the wars I've fought Self preservation is self taught Turn your back and you'll be caught Crushing pain intensity a violent beating senselessly so cruel, agony Broken spirit, broken home, a broken man who can not cope with pain, misery |
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from Biohazard - Mata Leao (1996)
Times are changing, things come and go,
Things are getting worse the earth, a black hole, I say to myself "Will this shit ever change?" Will it ever improve or will it stay the same? It's plain to me that things are amiss, Because I've seen better days than this, How could we let it get as bad as it is? Because I've seen better days than this, It's plain to me that things are amiss. Famine and war, hate and disgrace, Incest and murder, raping the rat race, I see no end to this suffering, Faith, hope and love are burnt offerings. Decline and fall of modern man, our fate is sealed by our own hand, Time spinning onward we're regressing fast, Signs of the times say these days might be our last, Better days are gone forever I fear, Our hate dictates our fate, apocalypse is here. |
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from Biohazard - No Holds Barred [live] (1997)
Times are changing, things come and go,
Things are getting worse the earth, a black hole, I say to myself "Will this shit ever change?" Will it ever improve or will it stay the same? It's plain to me that things are amiss, Because I've seen better days than this, How could we let it get as bad as it is? Because I've seen better days than this, It's plain to me that things are amiss. Famine and war, hate and disgrace, Incest and murder, raping the rat race, I see no end to this suffering, Faith, hope and love are burnt offerings. Decline and fall of modern man, our fate is sealed by our own hand, Time spinning onward we're regressing fast, Signs of the times say these days might be our last, Better days are gone forever I fear, Our hate dictates our fate, apocalypse is here. |
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from Biohazard - No Holds Barred [live] (1997)
Fascism, the epitome of ignorance
Listen up, I'll give you a for instance People go hating for the color of skin Won't they learn they'll never win Play into the hands of the media vultures We must learn to unite our cultures Violence constantly tears us apart Show the world that we've got heart Chorus: Blood is spilled on black and white Different colors, why do we fight Face the facts, stone cold sober Black and white and red all over Thousands die and kill each other Someone rapes and stabs their mother I think it's sick to count the death toll On and on the media rolls Drive by shootings, homicide Nobody cares about the mother who cried A family's grief stepped on by ratings Understand why I keep hating It makes no sense for us to be pawns In the chess game that the media plays If the streets are where you run There you die, why ? Find yourself a way out Black and white and red all over Ruling out the positive and any hope for peace This will only kill the moral, paper sales increase This shit has got to cease Black and white and red all over Believe half of what you read and half of what you see Put two and two together and you'll have reality Can't you see my reality ? Chorus Turn on the TV and what do I see Killing, murder and blasphemy Rape, arson, robberies People die of incurable disease Crashes, bashes, people on crack Scandal, war and heart attack Always strife in the middle fucking east If war sell papers why don't peace |
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from Biohazard - Urban Discipline (2007)
Fascism, the epitome of ignorance
Listen up, I'll give you a for instance People go hating for the color of skin Won't they learn they'll never win Play into the hands of the media vultures We must learn to unite our cultures Violence constantly tears us apart Show the world that we've got heart Chorus: Blood is spilled on black and white Different colors, why do we fight Face the facts, stone cold sober Black and white and red all over Thousands die and kill each other Someone rapes and stabs their mother I think it's sick to count the death toll On and on the media rolls Drive by shootings, homicide Nobody cares about the mother who cried A family's grief stepped on by ratings Understand why I keep hating It makes no sense for us to be pawns In the chess game that the media plays If the streets are where you run There you die, why ? Find yourself a way out Black and white and red all over Ruling out the positive and any hope for peace This will only kill the moral, paper sales increase This shit has got to cease Black and white and red all over Believe half of what you read and half of what you see Put two and two together and you'll have reality Can't you see my reality ? Chorus Turn on the TV and what do I see Killing, murder and blasphemy Rape, arson, robberies People die of incurable disease Crashes, bashes, people on crack Scandal, war and heart attack Always strife in the middle fucking east If war sell papers why don't peace |
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from Biohazard - Urban Discipline (2007)
Fascism, the epitome of ignorance
Listen up, I'll give you a for instance People go hating for the color of skin Won't they learn they'll never win Play into the hands of the media vultures We must learn to unite our cultures Violence constantly tears us apart Show the world that we've got heart Chorus: Blood is spilled on black and white Different colors, why do we fight Face the facts, stone cold sober Black and white and red all over Thousands die and kill each other Someone rapes and stabs their mother I think it's sick to count the death toll On and on the media rolls Drive by shootings, homicide Nobody cares about the mother who cried A family's grief stepped on by ratings Understand why I keep hating It makes no sense for us to be pawns In the chess game that the media plays If the streets are where you run There you die, why ? Find yourself a way out Black and white and red all over Ruling out the positive and any hope for peace This will only kill the moral, paper sales increase This shit has got to cease Black and white and red all over Believe half of what you read and half of what you see Put two and two together and you'll have reality Can't you see my reality ? Chorus Turn on the TV and what do I see Killing, murder and blasphemy Rape, arson, robberies People die of incurable disease Crashes, bashes, people on crack Scandal, war and heart attack Always strife in the middle fucking east If war sell papers why don't peace |
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from Biohazard - Urban Discipline (2007)
Fascism, the epitome of ignorance
Listen up, I'll give you a for instance People go hating for the color of skin Won't they learn they'll never win Play into the hands of the media vultures We must learn to unite our cultures Violence constantly tears us apart Show the world that we've got heart * Blood is spilled on black and white Different colors, why do we fight Face the facts, stone cold sober Black and white and red all over Thousands die and kill each other Someone rapes and stabs their mother I think it's sick to count the death toll On and on the media rolls Drive by shootings, homicide Nobody cares about the mother who cried A family's grief stepped on by ratings Understand why I keep hating It makes no sense for us to be pawns In the chess game that the media plays If the streets are where you run There you die, why ? Find yourself a way out Black and white and red all over Ruling out the positive and any hope for peace This will only kill the moral, paper sales increase This shit has got to cease Black and white and red all over Believe half of what you read and half of wath you see Put two and two together and you'll have reality Can't you see my reality ? *Repeat Turn on the TV and what do I see Killing, murder and blasphemy Rape, arson, robberies People die of incurable disease Crashes, bashes, people on crack Scandal, war and heart attack Always strife in the middle fucking east If war sell papers why don't peace |
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from Biohazard - No Holds Barred [live] (1997)
Born at the bottom
Struggle to find a way You can feel the power It's growing every day Fight for a change, Can't wait until tomorrow Make a difference on this day and al the rest will follow Chorus: Blue blood Working class survives Don't forget your liberty Blue Blood Working class survived That's how we came to be Blue blood working class survives Don't forget your liberty Chains must be broken if ever to be free Blue collar workers screaming "Liberty" Respect, pride and honor is what we want to see Tall proud working class from sea to shining sea Seeds are sown, within own, We shall not digress Cries of justice can't be suppressed Across the land the wheels are now in motion Calloussed hands create a just commotion It shouldn't be a working class surpressed We would rise above with strength to contest Our homeland will shine to that I will attest With blue collar pride We'll show that America is the best Chorus The fathers of this nation laid the foundation Working man's sweat is what built this nation Winds of change rearrange when all is said and done We will forge ahead the battle will be won! Working class will rise above, standing tall and proud Working class above - Blue blood Working class will rise above we will not forget Working class above - Blue blood Working class will rise above standing tall and proud Working class above - Blue Blood |
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from Biohazard - New World Disorder (1999)
Unjustified persecution of my free mind.
I'm horrified, the cruel nature of you and your kind Crucified for just trying to be myself, Suicide, I'd rather die than live in your hell. I will not break, I will not bend, I will not go quietly, I will never bow down to them. I close my eyes, I can see more clearly, You criticize the things I hold dearly You victimize because you fear me It's your demise, you should have let me be. .. I will not break, I will not bend, I will not go quietly, I will never bow down to them. Break me. You won't break me Break me. You won't break me down ... The harder I swim against the tide the more it pulls me down Feel the pressure on my life, as I struggle and fight not to drown. Why do you, why do you try to break me, you'll never break me down I'll never let you break me, you'll never break me down. The more I try to live my life the harder you are on me There is no wrong there is no right, what will it take for you to see? Why do you, why do you try to break me, you'll never break me down I'll never let you break me, you'll never break me down Break me. You won't break me Break me.. down |
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from Biohazard - No Holds Barred [live] (1997)
I'm fed up, I've had it up to here
Tell me what is good for me and my career Fuck you and your selfish advice You've never been loyal to the same things twice In your sheltered little lives, you don't know the scene Doing as you're told, puppets of the big machine Changing faces, revolving door hypocrisy Who do you work for now, yeah, I see Chorus I: Music's for you and me Not the fucking industry You fucking tell us what is cool You see we come from different schools You got no crowd but you got a big push Kissing asses till your pride turns into mush You might change your style for the record company Fingers down your throat, you heave your integrity You're weak, give it up, throw the towel and the flag in And get your pussy ass off the motherfuckin' bandwagon Never for a minute were you real in the first place So far up someone's ass you got shit on your face Chorus II: Music's for you and me Not the fucking industry You fucking tell us what is cool You see we come from different schools To us it matters what you say Not the fucking games you play You're full of shit, it's plain to see The whole damn fucking industry If you think for a minute this song's about you Step the fuck back, cuz it's probably true The message in the music is the reason that we're in this That's what matters to us, not business Music is for you and me, not the fucking industry Try to tell us what is cool, we come from different schools It only matters what you say, not the fuckin' games you play Full of shit, it's plain to see, the whole damn fuckin' industry Chorus II |
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from Biohazard - Urban Discipline (2007)
I'm fed up, I've had it up to here
Tell me what is good for me and my career Fuck you and your selfish advice You've never been loyal to the same things twice In your sheltered little lives, you don't know the scene Doing as you're told, puppets of the big machine Changing faces, revolving door hypocrisy Who do you work for now, yeah, I see Chorus I: Music's for you and me Not the fucking industry You fucking tell us what is cool You see we come from different schools You got no crowd but you got a big push Kissing asses till your pride turns into mush You might change your style for the record company Fingers down your throat, you heave your integrity You're weak, give it up, throw the towel and the flag in And get your pussy ass off the motherfuckin' bandwagon Never for a minute were you real in the first place So far up someone's ass you got shit on your face Chorus II: Music's for you and me Not the fucking industry You fucking tell us what is cool You see we come from different schools To us it matters what you say Not the fucking games you play You're full of shit, it's plain to see The whole damn fucking industry If you think for a minute this song's about you Step the fuck back, cuz it's probably true The message in the music is the reason that we're in this That's what matters to us, not business Music is for you and me, not the fucking industry Try to tell us what is cool, we come from different schools It only matters what you say, not the fuckin' games you play Full of shit, it's plain to see, the whole damn fuckin' industry Chorus II |
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from Biohazard - Urban Discipline (2007)
I'm fed up, I've had it up to here
Tell me what is good for me and my career Fuck you and your selfish advice You've never been loyal to the same things twice In your sheltered little lives, you don't know the scene Doing as you're told, puppets of the big machine Changing faces, revolving door hypocrisy Who do you work for now, yeah, I see Chorus I: Music's for you and me Not the fucking industry You fucking tell us what is cool You see we come from different schools You got no crowd but you got a big push Kissing asses till your pride turns into mush You might change your style for the record company Fingers down your throat, you heave your integrity You're weak, give it up, throw the towel and the flag in And get your pussy ass off the motherfuckin' bandwagon Never for a minute were you real in the first place So far up someone's ass you got shit on your face Chorus II: Music's for you and me Not the fucking industry You fucking tell us what is cool You see we come from different schools To us it matters what you say Not the fucking games you play You're full of shit, it's plain to see The whole damn fucking industry If you think for a minute this song's about you Step the fuck back, cuz it's probably true The message in the music is the reason that we're in this That's what matters to us, not business Music is for you and me, not the fucking industry Try to tell us what is cool, we come from different schools It only matters what you say, not the fuckin' games you play Full of shit, it's plain to see, the whole damn fuckin' industry Chorus II |
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from Biohazard - New World Disorder (1999)
Camouflage you close your eyes, hiding in plain sight
Wrapped tightly in blankets of lies, live whatever life you synthesize Disguise the truth about yourself, bury it six feet deep, Bring to life your deceit and stealth, lock the door and throw away the key. Hide behind your lies, I see through your disguise It leads to your demise, I see it in your eyes. Disarray your life slips into, falling apart at the seams, You can't understand what's going on, who you once were is forever gone. On and on the tangled web you weave, running from your past You listen to whatever you want to believe Too late karma comes around to you so fast. Hide behind your lies, I see through your disguise It leads to your demise, I see it in your eyes. Hide behind your lies, I see through your disguise It leads to your demise, I see it in your eyes. All you do is lie, cheat, deceive Everyone you hate, need believe All you do is lie. .. Flippin around the truth, you're slipping; Tighten the noose around your neck is ripping, Anything you wish, take a pen and script in Manufacture the truth all you do is lie… ... All you do is lie, cheat, deceive Everyone you hate, need believe All you do is lie, cheat, deceive Everyone you hate, need believe All you do is lie. |
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from Biohazard - No Holds Barred [live] (1997)
It's a motherfuckin' homicide, just deserts
A shotgun pointed right where it hurts From the inside, the ones you can trust You got connected to a serious bust You thought you were a hustler, a boy that was rude But now you're in the dirt, can of underground wormfood Stupid motherfucker, you thought you would last Well took the wrong path, now your name is in the past Another fuckin' lowlife connected to the first A crooked cop on the take, nothing could be worse Twenty one gun salute, the widow lays the wreath The whole police department covered up he was a thief Yeah the city's finest, caught in deepest shit Never thought the day would come, bang, a fuckin' hit You call yourself the finest in the city, huh ! For scum like you, I have no fucking pity Pre-chorus: Pushing and scamming, distribute all your poison You call yourself a man, well you're nothing but a boy son A real man works hard, starves to climb the ropes Not killing for money, on the corner selling dope Money isn't everything, I guess it was to you Did you control your own life or greed controlled you For the lives that you destroyed, so morally depraved For the people you left grieving, I spit on your grave Chorus: So it seems, this is the system, and I'm sorry to say Dealers pay the cops to turn and look the other way On both sides of the law, justice has been done Not by a judge and jury but by the trigger of a gun Lead Everybody scratches and tries to get ahead You took the easy way, it is easy being dead The chamber spins three, grab the trigger then you pull it The game is called roulette and you just won the bullet Pre-chorus Chorus 2x The chamber spins three... |
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from Biohazard - Urban Discipline (2007)
It's a motherfuckin' homicide, just deserts
A shotgun pointed right where it hurts From the inside, the ones you can trust You got connected to a serious bust You thought you were a hustler, a boy that was rude But now you're in the dirt, can of underground wormfood Stupid motherfucker, you thought you would last Well took the wrong path, now your name is in the past Another fuckin' lowlife connected to the first A crooked cop on the take, nothing could be worse Twenty one gun salute, the widow lays the wreath The whole police department covered up he was a thief Yeah the city's finest, caught in deepest shit Never thought the day would come, bang, a fuckin' hit You call yourself the finest in the city, huh ! For scum like you, I have no fucking pity *Pushing and scamming, distribute all your poison You call yourself a man, well you're nothing but a boy son A real man works hard, starves to climb the ropes Not killing for money, on the corner selling dope Money isn't everything, I guess it was to you Did you control your own life or greed controlled you For the lives that you destroyed, so morally depraved For the people you left grieving, I spit on your grave **So it seems, this is the system, and I'm sorry to say Dealers pay the cops to turn and look the other way On both sides of the law, justice has been done Not by a judge and jury but by the trigger of a gun Everybody scratches and tries to get ahead You took the easy way, it is easy being dead The chamber spins three, grab the trigger then you pull it The game is called roulette and you just won the bullet *Repeat **Repeat(x2) The chamber spins three... |
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from Biohazard - Urban Discipline (2007)
It's a motherfuckin' homicide, just deserts
A shotgun pointed right where it hurts From the inside, the ones you can trust You got connected to a serious bust You thought you were a hustler, a boy that was rude But now you're in the dirt, can of underground wormfood Stupid motherfucker, you thought you would last Well took the wrong path, now your name is in the past Another fuckin' lowlife connected to the first A crooked cop on the take, nothing could be worse Twenty one gun salute, the widow lays the wreath The whole police department covered up he was a thief Yeah the city's finest, caught in deepest shit Never thought the day would come, bang, a fuckin' hit You call yourself the finest in the city, huh ! For scum like you, I have no fucking pity Pre-chorus: Pushing and scamming, distribute all your poison You call yourself a man, well you're nothing but a boy son A real man works hard, starves to climb the ropes Not killing for money, on the corner selling dope Money isn't everything, I guess it was to you Did you control your own life or greed controlled you For the lives that you destroyed, so morally depraved For the people you left grieving, I spit on your grave Chorus: So it seems, this is the system, and I'm sorry to say Dealers pay the cops to turn and look the other way On both sides of the law, justice has been done Not by a judge and jury but by the trigger of a gun Lead Everybody scratches and tries to get ahead You took the easy way, it is easy being dead The chamber spins three, grab the trigger then you pull it The game is called roulette and you just won the bullet Pre-chorus Chorus 2x The chamber spins three... |
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from Biohazard - Mata Leao (1996)
Cleansing
(Print the Lyrics) The dirt's so thick it won't come clean, All around a haze like a smoke screen, I can't see you but you see me, But I might be gone before you count to three. The waters are totally polluted, The armies inside my head have feuded, One side has smothered the other, The disease it spreads and begins to cover. Maggot infested soul of mine, Has painted me in a corner confined. My vision is blurred no reason or rhyme, Help me escape these walls I climb. I'm drowning in my own shit, gasping, Gagging on the vomit asphyxiated, grasping, For a grip on the soap with the rope, So I can get clean and begin to cope, Scrub me 'til I'm raw, an open sore oozing Unless I'm clean I might start losing. My mind and my life would have a fucked-up ending, Thank God if you ever see cleansing. Sewn my eyes shut can't you see I'm smothered? Deaf, dumb and blind the dirt has covered The windows which let the light shine through, Cleansing of the soul for I am you. The last time I slept I dreamt. My friend and I we got so high. On top of mountains, deep in the sky, Way up high where the white goes by. The air is thin and hard to breathe. But with a friend near, by your side, you can conquer the world or wander around all starry-eyed. I laid there and dreamt along for a ride. I took in the journey, my friend beside. It all seemed so real, it all seemed surreal, my friend and I were one deep inside. These dreams come and go and are never the same. I await new journeys asleep I remain. When I hold my eyes shut tight I dream. When I dream at night through my dreams I scream. Why do people have to go and fucking change? What pushed my friend to tap the vein? Asleep at night I visit my friend. Asleep at night I miss my friend. |
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from Biohazard - Mata Leao (1996)
We used to be part of the same thing,
But now you make strides for the gold ring, You make our sacred ground into a slaughterhouse, You used to look me in the eye but now you look me up and down. Competition always looking out for self, Indecision and then your friendship fell, No religion no ethics in your ways, I pray for you to see the error of your days, I pray for you to see the error of your ways. Step up for the crew to represent, But what do you stand for? You only resent. It was all for one, but now you blew it, I know you're not down and I can see right through it. Competition always looking out for self, Indecision and then your friendship fell, No religion no ethics in your ways, I pray for you to see the error of your days, I pray for you to see the error of your ways. .. What you give is what you get and I know it's not respect. What you give is what you get jealous ways you'll soon regret. Competition always looking out for self, Indecision and then your friendship fell, No religion no ethics in your ways, I pray for you to see the error of your days, I pray for you to see the error of your ways...x2 What you give is what you get and I know it's not respect. What you give is what you get jealous ways you'll soon regret. |
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from Biohazard - Mata Leao (1996)
On your knees before the mighty them,
receive communion once again, Obey and follow strict laws to the letter, Do as you're told and life will be better, Go with the flow, avoid the strife, let unknown powers rule your life, A box of glass dictates your death stolen minds innocence last breath. On your knees pray to the one you appease. Whatever happened to the good old days no mental smokescreen subliminal haze, Corporate society prints out your thoughts spirituality sold and bought. Now your life is all dictated, all you stood for, all you hated, Establishment prevails again on your knees before the mighty them. Look in my eyes and you will find, Another way to get through your life, Stare at my face, make up your mind, And you will find love at first sight, Connect your soul now get online, Mind control taking your life. Try not to look 'cause you might turn to stone, How much time do you really think on your own? Just trying to be yourself don't wanna be like no one else, It was something that was once pure and the truth was meant to endure, Gotta find out who's to blame gotta end this mind control game. |
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from Biohazard - State Of The World Address (1994)
Sometimes I feel it's a waste of time
To listen to your shouting a wordless pantomime Can't you see it falls on deaf ears Filling me up with your point of view Your opinions are your own, I got mine too What I think don't mean nothing to you When the shit hits the fan And you're forced by the man Who holds the key to our promised land Don't misunderstand what's in the man's hand 'Cause it's all been laid out in the New World Plan Makin' me feel like a laboratory rat Without a mind of its own - diseased and fat I can't let my life go out like that 'Cause I'm an extra skeptic, a true eclectic I find it hard to trust all the people we've elected Take a look around, do you feel protected Like garbage in a dump our lives have been rejected A blind man leading the not so blind Creating false truth to fill our minds To listen to yourself would be a crime It all comes back to you some time Like it or not, they got a number on me I will not break for your demands Rabid, defensive, in the corner I stand Caught in a trap, the bait was free Like it or not, they got a number on me I can't trust anyone, they're all out to get me Gonna run until I can't run from the laws that ruin me Faster and harder so God help me flee From the lies that we're free and the powers that be That push the rich forward between you and me But agree to agree with no guarantee Of something to live for I'll die if need be I stand up for all as I fight to be free |
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from Biohazard - State Of The World Address (1994)
Sometimes I feel it's a waste of time
To listen to your shouting a wordless pantomime Can't you see it falls on deaf ears Filling me up with your point of view Your opinions are your own, I got mine too What I think don't mean nothing to you When the shit hits the fan And you're forced by the man Who holds the key to our promised land Don't misunderstand what's in the man's hand 'Cause it's all been laid out in the New World Plan Makin' me feel like a laboratory rat Without a mind of its own - diseased and fat I can't let my life go out like that 'Cause I'm an extra skeptic, a true eclectic I find it hard to trust all the people we've elected Take a look around, do you feel protected Like garbage in a dump our lives have been rejected A blind man leading the not so blind Creating false truth to fill our minds To listen to yourself would be a crime It all comes back to you some time Like it or not, they got a number on me I will not break for your demands Rabid, defensive, in the corner I stand Caught in a trap, the bait was free Like it or not, they got a number on me I can't trust anyone, they're all out to get me Gonna run until I can't run from the laws that ruin me Faster and harder so God help me flee From the lies that we're free and the powers that be That push the rich forward between you and me But agree to agree with no guarantee Of something to live for I'll die if need be I stand up for all as I fight to be free |
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from Biohazard - Uncivilization (2001)
[Feat. Peter Steele of Type O Negative]
The fires of hate burn deep inside You swear it's the truth, but I know you lied I never thought that you would try to take me, ...break me For all the years of pain and tears Where you preyed upon my biggest fears You didn't really think I could forgive you??? Did you??? I did what I thought a man should do But looking back, I'm glad we're through You took and took from me till I was broken, With selfish ways you've made you bed I think of you as if you're dead You held me back for years but now its over You didn't really think I could forgive you? Did you? All my love has turned to hate You've crossed the line, now it's too late Accept your fate |
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from Biohazard - New World Disorder (1999)
Treated unfairly, you resent everybody that has so much
Of the things in life that were taken away from you. So wrapped up in your misery, you never feel the love that surrounds you, So wrapped up in your misery, you never notice that life passed you by. You've waited all your life for the pain to go away Lock yourself inside a world that makes you hate. Left all alone, ignored by the one you need attention from For the things in life you never achieved on your own. He can't be bothered to care for you, to hold and respect and be there for you, He can't be a real father to you, some day he'll regret all the time that went by. You've waited all your life for the pain to go away And I've always hated to see you hurt inside. So much I try to help you but you push me away, Lock yourself inside a world that makes you hate Locked inside a world of hate. Beaten down for as long as you remember Your life was analyzed, criticized and dismembered Your hopes and dreams were suffering you've severed The pain you've endured, the suffering you've weathered You find it so hard to pull yourself together To face the world to your fears you surrender, You dream of a day you'll overcome and sever, The cycle of abuse and the pain you've carried forever. the pain you've carried forever.. ... You're not alone, there's so many others that cared for you, So many things in our lives you helped us all get through It means so much to me that you're here to share in my life And clam my fears, it means so much to me that you're alive, As you hold my child and wipe the tears from your eyes. You've waited all your life for the pain to go away And I've always hated to see you hurt inside. So much I try to help you but you push me away, Lock yourself inside a world that makes you hate You've waited all your life for the pain to go away Lock yourself inside a world that makes you hate.. |
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from Biohazard - Kill Or Be Killed (2003)
You hate me and I hate you back But there's a difference between you and me Ignorance and fear pervade your small mind You forfeit your right to live in peace I want you to know that I will never rest For a signle moment of your miserable life Surgically I cut you from my world You are my cancer and I am the knife I cut you off, forever and a day Never again will I look your way You beg for mercy on your knees No remorse, you're dead to me You're dead to me, you're fucking dead to me I gave you light to live in my world But one last time you pushed too far You selfish motherfucker, now the damage is done You can never turn back from all out war You can lock me down, but I hold the key Cuz there's nothing in this world that can ever break me Heart and mind strong, I forever stay free My last words to you, you're dead to me I watch you stumble I hear you fall in the dark Try as you may, you just can't see you're too blind Trapped in the mirror of your dark soul You fall again, this time from grace... You land alone Burning |
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from Biohazard - New World Disorder (1999)
It's easy to say we scream for change
when everyday we act the same. How can a troubled government make us scapegoats When we don't go out and vote. We're spewing, spouting, condemnation That the world we live in is a racist nation Since our opinions contradict our statements, We show our prejudiced affiliations. Decline of civilization A crime against humanity. In all our lies and our self pity It's time to stop our apathy. You say you're a victim in pain But you always prey on someone to blame. You want to end the suffering for the hungry and the poor When they ask for help you slam the door. You want housing for the public good But not in your own neighborhood. Industrial pollution makes you sick, But you ain't got time for politics. You want the world to be a better place For your children, your people, your friends or race, But selfish reasons drive us all, it's all for one and none for all. The truth means nothing in a world full of lies, Hypocrisy is man's demise. |
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from Biohazard - Urban Discipline (2007)
I found a way out, a solution inside
From the things that are bothering me It's been too long since I felt this way From your sad life I broke free Don't ever think that you ripped me apart And walked away with a piece Cause you can not penetrate my cold heart And fill it with your disease I wonder now how I lived before Deaf, dumb, dead and blind I moved my life forward and I'm never goin' back And I've left you far behind There's a lot of things that I've now realized From the way that you treated me It's bullshit and it's hatred you epitomized You were blessed to have been with me Chorus: You filled my life with your disease I'd rather die on my feet than live on my knees Disease is flowing through my veins I'd rather die right now than live in pain Lead Looking around at the past and the present Things are so much better now Your misery wanted my company But you can't keep a good man down Whatever made me want to be with you Is something I can't understand Cuz if I never saw your fucking face again I'd die a happy man Chorus 2x |
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from Biohazard - Urban Discipline (2007)
I found a way out, a solution inside
From the things that are bothering me It's been too long since I felt this way From your sad life I broke free Don't ever think that you ripped me apart And walked away with a piece Cause you can not penetrate my cold heart And fill it with your disease I wonder now how I lived before Deaf, dumb, dead and blind I moved my life forward and I'm never goin' back And I've left you far behind There's a lot of things that I've now realized From the way that you treated me It's bullshit and it's hatred you epitomized You were blessed to have been with me * You filled my life with your disease I'd rather die on my feet than live on my knees Disease is flowing through my veins I'd rather die right now than live in pain Looking around at the past and the present Things are so much better now Your misery wanted my company But you can't keep a good man down Whatever made me want to be with you Is something I can't understand Cuz if I never saw your fucking face again I'd die a happy man *Repeat(x2) |
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from Biohazard - New World Disorder (1999)
Apocalypse fills my head,
fire and smoke turns the sky blood red, Thermonuclear warhead, chemical warfare, disease widespread. People kneel to the might of a figure head, mother earth lies silent on her death bed Into the fire the blind are led, five billion people will soon be dead. War is no solution to the conflicts that we face The end of our evolution, revolution, resist the hand of fate. Armageddon, the end draws near, reality becomes our biggest fear The future once seemed so free and clear, darkest hour, life disappears. Punishment for greed and lust, mass genocide, holocaust Foretold predictions of the end upon us, ashes to ashes, dust to dust. War is no solution to the conflicts that we face The end of our evolution, revolution, resist the hand of fate We wage a war which can't be won, Apocalyptic suicide, what have we done? Fire,, one day a great fire shall come Rain,, a cleansing rain will wash away the scum War,, blood thirsty savages we've become Revelation, judgment night and now we're done. I pride myself on my will to survive, I will fight to stay alive We've got the power, destroy or create, Terminate ourselves with our love for hate, Every night I kneel down and pray, There's nothing I can do to make it go away, We march for peace and scream for change But the dogs of war will forever remain. the dogs of war will forever remain... |
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from Biohazard - Uncivilization (2001)
"The confrontation was not created by the police, the confrontation was created by the people who charged the police. The policeman isn't there to create disorder, the policeman is there to preserve disorder."
Chorus: DOMINATION You can't get me DOMINATION You'll never get me Keepin us thinking of how to pay our bills while "they" roam through our lifes with flashlights Keep our attention away from issues that "really" effect our society While "they" are busy creating problems and offering solutions! Keep us busy with our "simple" lifes While "they " make descions in disguise of our benefit. Chorus Keep us in the dark about the system keeps us confused and distracted Turn you shoulder, I'll never give them total fucking control. Keep us preoccupied with bullshit while our defenses are lowered Tighten the reigns and gain control Confusion, confusion brings profit Chorus Broken backs and bloody knuckles Forgotten fathers and long lost uncles Who fought for freedom through piles of lies It was for our rights our ancestors died War brings profit and profit breeds greed For those who died in vain, god speed And to those who rewrite the constitiution Fuck off and die mutherfucker, it's our revolution It's our revolution REVOLUTION "sex and race have been the primary ways of organizing human beings into superior and inferior groups" just because YOU are not paranoid does not mean that THEY are not out to get YOU who are the puppets and who is pull's the strings, keep us ignorant as they choose the kings |
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from Biohazard - State Of The World Address (1994)
If you were to ask for a favor
There is no such thing, just natural behavior You see we're family inside To say we're down with you, yo we say it with pride Because to us you're real people Never talkin' down, always as an equal We're brothers of blood, we share the knife And now we'll see, Who is down for life But you front and leave us in doubt We know who you are and what you're all about Not sharing mutual respect And Having to worry about stickin' out our necks Instead of crying about the loss We're thankful for those who are down for the cause We live our lives full of rage Keepin' ourselves down, mentality of the stone age Negative emotions project zero Worryin' and hating, you'll never be a hero Reach around our back and pull out the knife And knowing exactly who's down for life |
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from Biohazard - State Of The World Address (1994)
Each day I have another choice too
To try and make things right I awake from the nightmare Another day closer to the grave With a personal affair And my fright is in moderation It just might be the death of me I am aware I'm not worried about tomorrow Don't give a fuck about yesterday To get through this day of sorrow I must face what comes my way (each day) Each day I need some kind of release To pull the trigger on my soul and Breathe through the bullet hole I need some peace Before I am deceased I want to see my world in its Negative state became a positive Place my unleashing all the hate within I'm not worried about tomorrow Don't give a fuck about yesterday To get through this day of sorrow I must face what comes my way (each day) |
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from Biohazard - New World Disorder (1999)
Where to run to, where to hide,
much too full to swallow my pride But I'm still haunted by something inside as if another part of me has died. Paralyzed, I close my eyes, the pain inside surrounds me, Petrified, life fades away, at the end of my rope I'm waiting. Sometimes I feel like I'm all alone, empty inside, out of control. My heart a void, my empty soul, until it's filed I'll never be whole. How did things ever get so bad, sinking empty, full of despair I find myself alone and scared, in a world where nobody cares. Paralyzed, I close my eyes, the pain inside surrounds me, Petrified, life fades away, at the end of my rope I'm waiting. .. A hopeless end, afraid deep inside Relief from my pain, the end a suicide? The tears I've cried have left me blind I yearn to find peace, a presence of mind. ... Where to run to, where to hide, much too full to swallow my pride But I'm still haunted by something inside as if another part of me has died. Paralyzed, I close my eyes, the pain inside surrounds me, Petrified, life fades away, at the end of my rope I'm waiting. Paralyzed, I close my eyes, the pain inside surrounds me, Petrified, life fades away, at the end of my rope I'm waiting. |
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from Biohazard - State Of The World Address (1994)
Inner city strugglin', motherfuckin' rat race
Condemned pressure cooker, that explodes in your face Another neighborhood gets destroyed by the drug deal Staking a claim on an estate that is real Pay the mob's price for your own protection Half a wise guy makes the wrong connections Flooding our streets with your wanna be bullshit Who whacks who, don't matter who gets hit The space between the death of our friends is so close This month it was neglect, our boy died of an overdose Last month a gunshot, a typical story That's just the way it goes in a failed territory No hope, just dope, and your chances are slim To grow up and get out 'cause you're already in The vacuum of the street so powerful Sucking you in it drains your mind by the hour fool Still smoking dippers our friends are all dusted Slave to a bottle of juice, fucking disgusted Can't you see the neighborhood's black hole And the odds are that we'll never grow old Young guns scam running on a get ahead quick tip With your pretty ass crimes, you're on a blind road trip Day to day death, wish we all carry inside Welcome to your suicide So you call yourself a part of the avenue crew Living here doesn't offer much else to do But get into beef and take each other's back Kid of eighteen, broke his skull with a bat Always changing with the trends like a fucking chameleon Live for yourself 'cause you're one in a million A rebel 'cause you weren't born into wealth But the only thing holding you down is yourself On the road we get phone calls breaking our hearts When they find someone we love in the trunk of a car Nothing you can do. Just another sad story Wake up, break out An epitaph from your own self doubt |
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from Biohazard - State Of The World Address (1994)
Walkin' five blocks every day to earn my keep
It ain't easy when you're walkin' on these streets Runnin' on a tightrope it's a real thin line Thinkin' that you might die this time Some things will never change, a street education So close yet so far, just a block from the station Standin' on the corner, I might get taken out Five blocks to the subway, just five blocks away Five blocks to the subway, I can do that any day There's a local wise guy he owns the whole damn block It's easy doin' business when you're payin' off the cops Makin' money pushin' drugs wouldn't stop if he could Killin' kids in his own damn neighborhood Watch out for muggers and the pickpockets beware You get to play these games when you pay transit fare Trials and tribulations, a journey made each day This is my reality,the hardest game to play Standin' on the platform and I'm waiting for the train Good thing I'm underground, now it's startin' to rain Always stand alone, hold the wall up with my back Or else you might get pushed on to the tracks |
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from Biohazard - Uncivilization (2001)
I believe that when you're free you're never free,
if you can't see- I can never breathe easily- and I pray everyday, religiously, for freedom, from this life in agony Chorus: Get away can't get away, I can't get away from you So I wait and watch in fear of the memory of my life's tragic end in misery and I prey everyday for salvation - for a reason, to suffer this suffocation?br> Chorus Every moment I feel is agony, every breath I take is choking me, every thought I have just fucks with me- will it take my death to break my soul free? Can you feel my torment can you feel my anger can you feel the misery, all around me? I'm alone and out of touch with what is real because no one can ever feel the way I feel and I prey to stop the voices in my head forever, I feel so violated Chorus |
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from Biohazard - Uncivilization (2001)
Chorus:
You keep me down, I don't need you no more Bad feelings gone, you can't hurt me no more I've spent most of my life fucking around Now it's getting me too down It's a waste of my time hangin here It's too late to change me Chorus I'm set in my own ways, Life's too short to worry about your say I'm at the end of my rope when I'm with you I don't think I'll make amends When you get outta my light, It's too bad that I won't miss you Now it's time I move on with my life I doubt I will say amen I'm set in my ways, it's my way to live the way I love to live my life My choice to live my life My choice to live my life But my life is short, it's coming to an end I doubt I'll make amends, I doubt I'll say amen?br> I'll never make amends, I'll never say amen?br> Chorus |
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from Biohazard - Mata Leao (1996)
I feel a weight that's pulling me down,
But my reflex is to try to break out, Nature gives fight or flight syndrome, But my feet stay on the ground that's how I've grown, Bred to resist the gravity of anything that's fucking with me, Survivalist instincts through my veins are pounding, Transfused at birth by my urban surroundings. Gravity won't allow me to fly, It pulls me down, the pain, I won't cry, Resistance and drive fueled by hunger, What doesn't kill me makes me stronger. I just can't let shit get to me, Got to reflect back on what pop taught me, To be your own man no matter what, To never back down, and follow your gut, Instinct, something he said that I'd know, Something that I'd carry wherever I go, He told me someday I'd have to fight to be free, And resist the weight of gravity. Calloused hands wipe away tears, Of the pain of a man broken by years, A silent shot that nobody hears, A smoking gun of our own fears, My father worked all his life and for what, Day in, day out, caught in a rut, The pain of apathy, razor-sharp cutting, But I'll make sure he doesn't die for nothing. |
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from Biohazard - Kill Or Be Killed (2003)
Right before my eyes the darkened skies hide muffeled cries Right before my eyes the hidden lies disguised as new york died Right before my eyes propaganda flies You can run but you can't hide Right before my eyes politicians lied to save their hide Right before my eyes ny cried way, everybody died Refuse to deny, here come the lies I'm living on hallowed ground Right before my eyes, ignore the cries Millions wonder why right before my eyes Justify the cries of those crucified Instead you lie, you ignore their cries Fullfill the prophecy and kill the enemy Agree or disagree, where lies our destiny? Enemy, an effigy History for all to see Infany, irony Misery loves loyalty Never forgive, never forget |
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from Biohazard - Kill Or Be Killed (2003)
The cold winds of war, numb the nations soul They taste the bitter fear as a grim future appears Criminal leaders building hate Under siege the world segregates The day has come, the end is at hand The earth a corpse, a barren waste land Cower in fear, humanity prays Blood upon, our final days No god can grant any salvation There's no escaping incineration Bound and tortured, heads kicked in Children slaughtered, heads kicked in Nations ruptured, heads kicked in Lives aborted, heads kicked in In this world terror reigns supreme The earth a carcass with its bones picked clean Inpending doom, too little too late Clenched inside the fist of fate With savage bloodlust, we feed on the kill Self destruction, our only true skill Will our children ever get a clean slate Barbaric society, united in hate Bound and tortured, heads kicked in Children slaughtered, heads kicked in Nations ruptured, heads kicked in Lives aborted, heads kicked in The charred remains of war machines The lifeless twisted bodies Blind eyes that peer from their heads The crowded carraiges of the dead |
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from Biohazard - Uncivilization (2001)
Chorus: Murder, rape war, disease, the rules of society We teach our children how to act in this world by living what they see on TV. Hate, fuck , fight, kill Chorus A race of murderers with no remorse and no respect for humanity, We wonder why our children kill hate and lie, with no responsibility Chorus Fuck the world for fuckin me Take it back yo you better listen-I'm on a mission, I'll tell you what your missin, It's time to start living in reality so fuck the world before the world fucks me We live so many days of our selfish live making money by whatever means For sex, drugs, our sadistic needs we live and die so selfishly Chorus
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from Biohazard - No Holds Barred [live] (1997)
It looks like the system
tries to hold me down But guess what? I ain't fucking around You can't deny the pride that I have shown I grind hard and I must hold my own Coming from the gutter It's so hard to get ahead Taking no one's bullshit and working for my bread The future don't look positive, the rat race holds me down What a struggle keeping two feet on the ground Someday I'll have my peace of mind I'll keep fightin', one day I will find A decent life where self-respect is shown Until then I must hold my own Always under pressure I take things as they come Always looking up, look out for number one! My views got you in check, I never back down, I pack a hard punch, and I always stand my ground I - will not back down Holding my own, I stand my ground You will not break me My belief is my way can't you see ? Coming from the gutter It's so hard to get ahead Taking no one's bullshit and working for my bread The future don't look positive, the rat race holds me down What a struggle keeping two feet on the ground Never back down Pain Agony - Inside my head Making me wish - wish that I was dead For all the dues in life that I have paid I've been caught locked in a world of rage I look inside myself, I see a great big blank I look around me and there is no one to thank I think about the crazy shit that I have done This game of life - can it be won ? Pain Chorus: Pain - feel my agony as it turns into my rage in life full of anguish can't you see I live in Hell - becomes misery metamorphasizing hate I contemplate my demise can't you feel my pain ? Searching for a better way In a world with it's eyes closed Hold your head up high (2X) Chorus |
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from Biohazard - Urban Discipline (2007)
It looks like the system tries to hold me down But guess what? I ain't fucking around You can't deny the pride that I have shown I grind hard and I must hold my own Coming from the gutter It's so hard to get ahead Taking no one's bullshit and working for my bread The future don't look positive, the rat race holds me down What a struggle keeping two feet on the ground Someday I'll have my peace of mind I'll keep fightin', one day I will find A decent life where self-respect is shown Until then I must hold my own Always under pressure I take things as they come Always looking up, look out for number one! My views got you in check, I never back down, I pack a hard punch, and I always stand my ground I - will not back down Holding my own, I stand my ground You will not break me My belief is my way can't you see ? Coming from the gutter It's so hard to get ahead Taking no one's bullshit and working for my bread The future don't look positive, the rat race holds me down What a struggle keeping two feet on the ground Never back down |
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from Biohazard - Urban Discipline (2007)
It looks like the system
tries to hold me down But guess what? I ain't fucking around You can't deny the pride that I have shown I grind hard and I must hold my own Coming from the gutter It's so hard to get ahead Taking no one's bullshit and working for my bread The future don't look positive, the rat race holds me down What a struggle keeping two feet on the ground Someday I'll have my peace of mind I'll keep fightin', one day I will find A decent life where self-respect is shown Until then I must hold my own Always under pressure I take things as they come Always looking up, look out for number one! My views got you in check, I never back down, I pack a hard punch, and I always stand my ground I - will not back down Holding my own, I stand my ground You will not break me My belief is my way can't you see ? Coming from the gutter It's so hard to get ahead Taking no one's bullshit and working for my bread The future don't look positive, the rat race holds me down What a struggle keeping two feet on the ground Never back down Pain Agony - Inside my head Making me wish - wish that I was dead For all the dues in life that I have paid I've been caught locked in a world of rage I look inside myself, I see a great big blank I look around me and there is no one to thank I think about the crazy shit that I have done This game of life - can it be won ? Pain Chorus: Pain - feel my agony as it turns into my rage in life full of anguish can't you see I live in Hell - becomes misery metamorphasizing hate I contemplate my demise can't you feel my pain ? Searching for a better way In a world with it's eyes closed Hold your head up high (2X) Chorus |
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from Biohazard - State Of The World Address (1994)
Look into the yes of a madman
You can see it in his face, he's a weak and sad man Staring straight ahead, his eyes set like stone With a nine millimeter cocked at your dome No way out, it's too late 'cause you're already in it So what'cha gonna do you'll be dead in a minute Thinking slow will get you nowhere fast A young life terminated with one short blast You live like that, you die like this That 's how it is Livin' with regret is no way to live That's how it is You're dead too soon if the bullet don't miss That's how it is kid How it is That's what you get for Living like this With a bullet in your head - you're dead, you can't miss Ain't no time for regret when you're body is in a bag Ain't no time to change your mind when your head begins to sag Should've known better, ain't working for you now Maybe if you'd know better you'd be here somehow So change your ways before you ways change you With a hole in your head that you can see through You're looking up and you're looking down Shot's are rippin' out from all around You're crying out for help but it can't be found The voice of regret is the only sound You play the game and you pay the price For hustlin' in the gutter with the motherfuckin' street lice You're runnin' and gunnin' and whatever else goes And you're goin' with your crew whichever way the wind blows "cause you got their back and they got yours And you live for yourself and you make your own laws But sooner or later what goes around comes around You wind up dead and buried in hard, cold ground |
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from Biohazard - No Holds Barred [live] (1997)
Look into the yes of a madman
You can see it in his face, he's a weak and sad man Staring straight ahead, his eyes set like stone With a nine millimeter cocked at your dome No way out, it's too late 'cause you're already in it So what'cha gonna do you'll be dead in a minute Thinking slow will get you nowhere fast A young life terminated with one short blast You live like that, you die like this That 's how it is Livin' with regret is no way to live That's how it is You're dead too soon if the bullet don't miss That's how it is kid How it is That's what you get for Living like this With a bullet in your head - you're dead, you can't miss Ain't no time for regret when you're body is in a bag Ain't no time to change your mind when your head begins to sag Should've known better, ain't working for you now Maybe if you'd know better you'd be here somehow So change your ways before you ways change you With a hole in your head that you can see through You're looking up and you're looking down Shot's are rippin' out from all around You're crying out for help but it can't be found The voice of regret is the only sound You play the game and you pay the price For hustlin' in the gutter with the motherfuckin' street lice You're runnin' and gunnin' and whatever else goes And you're goin' with your crew whichever way the wind blows 'cause you got their back and they got yours And you live for yourself and you make your own laws But sooner or later what goes around comes around You wind up dead and buried in hard, cold ground |
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from Biohazard - Tales From The B-Side (2001)
Look into the yes of a madman
You can see it in his face, he's a weak and sad man Staring straight ahead, his eyes set like stone With a nine millimeter cocked at your dome No way out, it's too late 'cause you're already in it So what'cha gonna do you'll be dead in a minute Thinking slow will get you nowhere fast A young life terminated with one short blast You live like that, you die like this That 's how it is Livin' with regret is no way to live That's how it is You're dead too soon if the bullet don't miss That's how it is kid How it is That's what you get for Living like this With a bullet in your head - you're dead, you can't miss Ain't no time for regret when you're body is in a bag Ain't no time to change your mind when your head begins to sag Should've known better, ain't working for you now Maybe if you'd know better you'd be here somehow So change your ways before you ways change you With a hole in your head that you can see through You're looking up and you're looking down Shot's are rippin' out from all around You're crying out for help but it can't be found The voice of regret is the only sound You play the game and you pay the price For hustlin' in the gutter with the motherfuckin' street lice You're runnin' and gunnin' and whatever else goes And you're goin' with your crew whichever way the wind blows 'cause you got their back and they got yours And you live for yourself and you make your own laws But sooner or later what goes around comes around You wind up dead and buried in hard, cold ground |
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from Biohazard - State Of The World Address (1994)
The monster of hate overcomes rational thought
Fast fuse burning the lessons I've been taught It's just too late to remember who I am The things that I believe in and the way that I stand About peace, harmony, respect for fellow man All that shit just got thrown against the fan In my violent rage, they say that I am a criminal There ain't no labels within the human animal In this world of bigotry and pain The violence spreads and terror reigns The opinions in our minds replace our souls As the human animal takes control The path of self-destruction has brought me to this point As modern day society cracks arthritic joints No mercy is shown, it's hitting all my weak spots I never had a gun, but now I wanna hear gun shots I sleep not for fear, I get no rest Twisted in a sense, 'cause my button has been pressed How many ways have you shown me that you hate me And then you wonder why what have you done to me lately I am an animal The human animal A human animal Tension building, I'm being pushed too far I need a release, take the lid of this jar My voice seems useless in this situation Time to take action, release frustration Everyone has limits, only so much you can take Antagonizing pressure is the icing on the cake Physical abuse, induced or subliminal Open the door, unleash the human animal Flashes of red my vision of distortion Like a virus, it spreads, giving each his portion Contagious psychopath, the vibe is in synch Movin' like a pack, we're back to basic instincts Wild at heart, now we show our true colors In the path of desperation, we forget about our brothers Who would die for us, now, we die for no man Deranged from the instance, violence came too hard Instinctual behavior in the given situation Leaves us with no call for rationalization |
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from Biohazard - State Of The World Address (1994)
The monster of hate overcomes rational thought
Fast fuse burning the lessons I've been taught It's just too late to remember who I am The things that I believe in and the way that I stand About peace, harmony, respect for fellow man All that shit just got thrown against the fan In my violent rage, they say that I am a criminal There ain't no labels within the human animal In this world of bigotry and pain The violence spreads and terror reigns The opinions in our minds replace our souls As the human animal takes control The path of self-destruction has brought me to this point As modern day society cracks arthritic joints No mercy is shown, it's hitting all my weak spots I never had a gun, but now I wanna hear gun shots I sleep not for fear, I get no rest Twisted in a sense, 'cause my button has been pressed How many ways have you shown me that you hate me And then you wonder why what have you done to me lately I am an animal The human animal A human animal Tension building, I'm being pushed too far I need a release, take the lid of this jar My voice seems useless in this situation Time to take action, release frustration Everyone has limits, only so much you can take Antagonizing pressure is the icing on the cake Physical abuse, induced or subliminal Open the door, unleash the human animal Flashes of red my vision of distortion Like a virus, it spreads, giving each his portion Contagious psychopath, the vibe is in synch Movin' like a pack, we're back to basic instincts Wild at heart, now we show our true colors In the path of desperation, we forget about our brothers Who would die for us, now, we die for no man Deranged from the instance, violence came too hard Instinctual behavior in the given situation Leaves us with no call for rationalization |
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from Biohazard - Mata Leao (1996)
Feel the warmth of the flame as it burns inside,
Burning high and higher pressure starts to climb, Turning passion into sweat, Jekyll into Hyde, Glossy eyed, unsatisfied, I can't help but deny, As my love gets set aside, As my love gets set aside, Magnified by hate inside. Face down upon the ground, Lookin' down at her, you start to frown, Thinking to yourself, "Am I insane to do the things I do to her in vain?" Woman beater with your hands wrapped around her neck, Deranged, demented, a psycho-social wreck, Your self-denial, hatred got to keep it in check, You rape for love and you kill for respect. |
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from Biohazard - New World Disorder (1999)
See the future, hate being unsure
Feel insecure, life without a cure Invade my body like it was your own A losing battle when challenged alone. I'm sick and tired of losing someone I love and admire I'm fucking tired of losing someone like you. How can you feel it unless it happens to you? Watching someone suffer there's nothing you can do. Sit and wait with love and hate, emotions, they destroy. I question my faith, how can a God, how can a God take? I'm sick and tired of losing someone I love and admire I'm fucking tired of losing someone like you. How can I worship a God who takes life away And leaves nothing but pain that never goes away. I lie in bed each night, struggle to fall asleep, Memories in my head, I pray my soul to keep. Tried an true, I get up everyday and say, Life's too short, no time to look the other way. Gotta face what's inside, I gotta do away With all the feelings behind my frozen heart, I pray. ... I'm sick and tired of losing someone I love and admire I'm fucking tired of losing someone like you. I'm sick and tired of losing someone I love and admire I'm fucking tired of losing someone like you. |
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from Biohazard - Tales From The B-Side (2001)
The illinest Killin em with adrenalin,
Blast past the minimum Look to the winter's ugliness, ruggedness Under the rug, front to this, money strikes confidence Chopped in the days and the blazin smell then the realm of a seance, I blackloose, guns! Comin to the project, walls with AKs We're talkin days, word, that you sun You really want some next shit, Some blood on the exit? ONYX!!! Watch me wreck shit as they exit But yo I keep em hollerin, Screamin out for mercy minds of a lowest of enemies, Ghetto mentality So blast it as I hit your head you're dead not disbelievin Got the toxic rock, To bring a nigga Biohazard! Chorus Yo!!! Gimme that shit, you fuckin baldheaded bastard! What the Evil Nastee Access? Mad shit to burn the acids! So ashes to ashes raps with the ghetto gats! And I'm, doin niggaz ruin em showin em my razzamatazz Mainly a Devil rebel, foul Niggaz know we fuckin wild!I'm wild! I'm wild He's wild So we's wild! Capture the rapture! Come blackness after! (Sticky Fingaz) I swear to fuckin God I raise Hell and make the white man call me MASTER I'm six-six-six, And need to repent to the pastor SO FUCK THE RADIO and close your ears but read my lips I rips and if you eat my words I'll leave your strung like umm It was on the tip of my tongue! But now it's stuck in between my throat I can't breath so I lick it Onyx ain't the top pick, You must be suckin a black dick And if it takes the death of me, To make history The whole world will remember my misery I know what I'm tryin to say my words get in the way they render me speechless, Ohh Black Jesus I'm cryin inside Couldn't give a FUCK if I live or die cause I'm just a slave who's brave But fuck pickin cotton, I'd rather see my grave, so I meditated, before I was created And if you prefer sorrow, Made me reincarnated Now I'm back rulin MC's but pussy niggaz increase Well then it's just another nigga that, Gotta get greased So if you wanna talk shit, in order to avoid a fight Say what the fuck you wanna say, Just spell my name right YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH..... mother-FUCKER! Chorus to fade |
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from Biohazard - Kill Or Be Killed (2003)
The taste of blood erases all the guilt Tear down the walls and all that was built As history repeats we kill without thought Do onto others is what we're taught I can't go on I'm losing my faith Lost all hope in the human race Walking tall, kill or be killed Stronger than ever we will rebuild Scavenging for something more Something wordth me dying for All is fair in love and war We will avenge and even the score I can't go on I'm losing my faith Lost all hope in the human race Walking tall, kill or be killed Stronger than ever we will rebuild Kill, Kill or be killed Revenge evens the score Death for a cause Live for nothing more We gotta stand up and fight, let's ignite We gotta put our shit behind us, it's time to unite Like dynamite we'll explode andd take back what is ours And never let them win again, die you fucking cowards We gotta stand up and fight, let's ignite We gotta put our shit behind us, it's time to unite Like dynamite we'll explode andd take back what is ours And never let them win again, die you fucking cowards Kill, Kill or be killed Revenge evens the score Death for a cause Live for nothing more Kill, Kill or be killed Revenge evens the score Death for a cause Live for nothing more |
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from Biohazard - State Of The World Address (1994)
Lack of trust, all alone
Lookin' down at the bottom of a hole I've no trust, bare my soul Are we alone or do we have friends Or are we just searchin' for a means to an end What up, peace out, my boys and all that But as soon as we leave they talk behind our backs Low selfimage of the way things are Either way we lose and we can never go far 'Cause always we'll wonder as to just what's the deal It just depends on what you feel is real Perception is everything inside our brains With much bigger problems, no time for games Of people acting down but it's just a facade Can't say it to my face, isn't that odd Just what exactly does trust mean Is it about being down with the scene Or is it about following your own true heart And being true to your friends to the end from the start Just what is wealth it's just how you view it It's not having to wonder whether or not you might lose it It can't be about material gain If you're drowning alone neck deep in pain To trust and lay your soul on the line May not be the nature of most humankind Lookin' over your shoulder is no way to go So stick with true friends and do without the doubt |
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from Biohazard - State Of The World Address (1994)
Lack of trust, all alone
Lookin' down at the bottom of a hole I've no trust, bare my soul Are we alone or do we have friends Or are we just searchin' for a means to an end What up, peace out, my boys and all that But as soon as we leave they talk behind our backs Low selfimage of the way things are Either way we lose and we can never go far 'Cause always we'll wonder as to just what's the deal It just depends on what you feel is real Perception is everything inside our brains With much bigger problems, no time for games Of people acting down but it's just a facade Can't say it to my face, isn't that odd Just what exactly does trust mean Is it about being down with the scene Or is it about following your own true heart And being true to your friends to the end from the start Just what is wealth it's just how you view it It's not having to wonder whether or not you might lose it It can't be about material gain If you're drowning alone neck deep in pain To trust and lay your soul on the line May not be the nature of most humankind Lookin' over your shoulder is no way to go So stick with true friends and do without the doubt |
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from Biohazard - Uncivilization (2001)
Chorus
Bring it on, here comes the mutherfucking pain There's a war in my, I can't take the strain Insane in the brain runnin like a freight train I feel no remorse, I feel no pain I'm the punisher kid an I'm taking you out Say you prayers son, it's the final death bout If I gotta take you out it don't mean a thing I'll be the last man standing Chorus Southside vato, anybody killer Body baggin fools try to scheme for the skriller I kill like old patrone tequila Your ass will be next if you try to deliver Any actions that are pre-meditated Snuff whole crews cuz that shit is out dated Bring my enemies to his knees and I'm blasting Sen Dog will be the last man standing Chorus My blood starts pumping, racin through my veins I'm a cold blooded killah stalking my prey The taste of blood gets me high I'll fight to the finish, I'll fight till I die I rise and stand against anybody or anything In the end I will be, I'll be the last man standing I'm gonna crash and bash and smash and bust your ass in half Feel the wrath, I'll blast you if I have to So bow down, respect to the master I'm the last man and my name is Disaster Chorus |
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from Biohazard - Uncivilization (2001)
Chorus
Bring it on, here comes the mutherfucking pain There's a war in my, I can't take the strain Insane in the brain runnin like a freight train I feel no remorse, I feel no pain I'm the punisher kid an I'm taking you out Say you prayers son, it's the final death bout If I gotta take you out it don't mean a thing I'll be the last man standing Chorus Southside vato, anybody killer Body baggin fools try to scheme for the skriller I kill like old patrone tequila Your ass will be next if you try to deliver Any actions that are pre-meditated Snuff whole crews cuz that shit is out dated Bring my enemies to his knees and I'm blasting Sen Dog will be the last man standing Chorus My blood starts pumping, racin through my veins I'm a cold blooded killah stalking my prey The taste of blood gets me high I'll fight to the finish, I'll fight till I die I rise and stand against anybody or anything In the end I will be, I'll be the last man standing I'm gonna crash and bash and smash and bust your ass in half Feel the wrath, I'll blast you if I have to So bow down, respect to the master I'm the last man and my name is Disaster Chorus |
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from Biohazard - Urban Discipline (2007)
Not even for a second when he woke up did he ask
If today was gonna be his last A average day in the middle of a life Terminated by a sharp knife Killing, spilling the liquid blood As his boyz found him lying face down in the mud You might say this song is in poor taste But I must discuss the waste Chorus I: Of lives of friends that I have lost Who pays the price, who pays the cost Can't cry, just anger till the end It burns inside to lose a friend Walking thin lines, anything to cop a dime Labeled habitual, a loser three times Just fuckin' around, knuckles bloody to the bone Whatever, the future's unknown Unless you believe in predestination of fate The letter read termination It was fucked up I couldn't make out his face Through the blood, what a fucking waste Chorus I Chorus II: My friend was there until the end (my friend) Can never be replaced The pain that I taste (it's over) What a fucking waste Chorus I Cold blooded murder, suicide, another body laid to rest Untimely demise, homicide, my faith is put to the test Is there a god, sometimes I just can't believe My friend who is dead was shot and then robbed Something quite hard to conceive People dying everyday there's got to be a better way The losses blow my mind away, the stain of blood will always stay Like the memory of a friend who stood with me until the end The losses blow my mind away, the stain of blood will always stay Chorus I Lead It's not for me that I grieve, but for the families left berieved I question whether life is fair, I wonder if I even care We think we know what life is worth until they lower us beneath the earth Mother crying, forever hurt, my face like stone I shovel dirt Chorus II |
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from Biohazard - Urban Discipline (2007)
Not even for a second when he woke up did he ask
If today was gonna be his last A average day in th middle of a life Terminated by a sharp knife Killing, spilling the liquid blood As his boyz found him lying face down in the mud You might say this song is in poor taste But I must discuss the waste * Of lives of friends that I have lost Who pays the price, who pays the cost Can't cry, just anger till the end It burns inside to lodse a friend Walking thin lines, anything to cop a dime Labelled habitual, a loser three times Just fuckin' around, knuckles bloody to the bone Whatever, the future's unknown Unless you believe in predestination of fate The letter read termination It was fucked up I couldn't make out his face Through the blood, what a fucking waste *Repeat **My friend was there until the end (my friend) Can never be replaced The pain that I taste (it's over) What a fucking waste *Repeat Cold blooded murder, suicide, another body laid to rest Untimely demise, homicide, my faith is put to the test Is therea god, sometimes I just can't believe My friend who is dead was shot and then robbed Something quite hard to conceive People dying everyday there's got to be a better way The losses blow my mind away, the stain of blood will always stay Like the memory of a friend who stood with me until the end The losses blow my mind away, the stain of blood will always stay *Repeat It's not for me that I grieve, but for the families left berieved I question whether life is fair, I wonder if I even care We think we know what life is worth until they lower us beneath the earth Mother crying, forever hurt, my face like stone I shovel dirt Chorus II |
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from Biohazard - Urban Discipline (2007)
Not even for a second when he woke up did he ask
If today was gonna be his last A average day in the middle of a life Terminated by a sharp knife Killing, spilling the liquid blood As his boyz found him lying face down in the mud You might say this song is in poor taste But I must discuss the waste Chorus I: Of lives of friends that I have lost Who pays the price, who pays the cost Can't cry, just anger till the end It burns inside to lose a friend Walking thin lines, anything to cop a dime Labeled habitual, a loser three times Just fuckin' around, knuckles bloody to the bone Whatever, the future's unknown Unless you believe in predestination of fate The letter read termination It was fucked up I couldn't make out his face Through the blood, what a fucking waste Chorus I Chorus II: My friend was there until the end (my friend) Can never be replaced The pain that I taste (it's over) What a fucking waste Chorus I Cold blooded murder, suicide, another body laid to rest Untimely demise, homicide, my faith is put to the test Is there a god, sometimes I just can't believe My friend who is dead was shot and then robbed Something quite hard to conceive People dying everyday there's got to be a better way The losses blow my mind away, the stain of blood will always stay Like the memory of a friend who stood with me until the end The losses blow my mind away, the stain of blood will always stay Chorus I Lead It's not for me that I grieve, but for the families left berieved I question whether life is fair, I wonder if I even care We think we know what life is worth until they lower us beneath the earth Mother crying, forever hurt, my face like stone I shovel dirt Chorus II |
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from Biohazard - State Of The World Address (1994)
A child is told from day number one
He's a worthless piece of shit, bad and dumb Generations pass down low self self esteem We're molded by things we've heard and seen Or punched in the mouth for being unsure Or locked behind the closet door We learn what we live, we live what we learn Abuse of innocence to evil we turn Can anybody hear their cries Can anybody tell them why You gotta read between the lies People die when love is denied One of many lessons i learned to be like You ain't gonna live like you You made me what I am today So close to you, yet so far away The pain you lived with made you ill An empty hole with nothing to fill I forgive and love you forever still A waste of time, a waste of life Livin' on the edge of a sharp fuckun' knife I can't blame you for never being around I know you never meant to hurt and bring me down Look in their eyes to hear their cries And you will see all their pain lying dormant inside Now realize as time passes by That people die when love is denied |
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from Biohazard - State Of The World Address (1994)
A child is told from day number one
He's a worthless piece of shit, bad and dumb Generations pass down low self self esteem We're molded by things we've heard and seen Or punched in the mouth for being unsure Or locked behind the closet door We learn what we live, we live what we learn Abuse of innocence to evil we turn Can anybody hear their cries Can anybody tell them why You gotta read between the lies People die when love is denied One of many lessons i learned to be like You ain't gonna live like you You made me what I am today So close to you, yet so far away The pain you lived with made you ill An empty hole with nothing to fill I forgive and love you forever still A waste of time, a waste of life Livin' on the edge of a sharp fuckun' knife I can't blame you for never being around I know you never meant to hurt and bring me down Look in their eyes to hear their cries And you will see all their pain lying dormant inside Now realize as time passes by That people die when love is denied |
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from Biohazard - No Holds Barred [live] (1997)
A child is told from day number one
He's a worthless piece of shit, bad and dumb Generations pass down low self self esteem We're molded by things we've heard and seen Or punched in the mouth for being unsure Or locked behind the closet door We learn what we live, we live what we learn Abuse of innocence to evil we turn Can anybody hear their cries Can anybody tell them why You gotta read between the lies People die when love is denied One of many lessons i learned to be like You ain't gonna live like you You made me what I am today So close to you, yet so far away The pain you lived with made you ill An empty hole with nothing to fill I forgive and love you forever still A waste of time, a waste of life Livin' on the edge of a sharp fuckun' knife I can't blame you for never being around I know you never meant to hurt and bring me down Look in their eyes to hear their cries And you will see all their pain lying dormant inside Now realize as time passes by That people die when love is denied |
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from Biohazard - Kill Or Be Killed (2003)
You want to break me down every fuckin day of your miserable life, You try to take away everything, everything from me Beaten down by society, torn apart by humanity There's no way out of this misery I'll fight forever fearlessly You can take away the weapon from my hand But you can never change who I am Make my stand Control the money, control the people The kind of the wasteland rules The power to conquer a dying nation lies in the hands of a fool To give your life in the name of a cause only feeds the fire fuel As god screams, he moans in regret Is vengence so fucking cruel I have seen the way you've wrecked my fellow man So I gotta fight to save myself Make my stand The time has come to destroy anyone That tries to stop me, my fight has just begun Motherfucker you could never ever step to me I too will die for what I believe Come out of the shadows and show your fucking face You half a man Step up and face me toe to toe Knowledge and power blow for blow You're a liar, a coward, a thief and a fool Now I make my stand |
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from Biohazard - Urban Discipline (2007)
A man with a promise smashes down my door
He sees a future with me, he's gonna give me more "Give all your trust, I'm sure you won't regret Just sign the dotted lind, and I'll do so the rest" He says I can't make it alone, not without him But I've always been on my own, he doesn't know who I am And now I'm starting to see just what you are to me * You feed off the art that I bleed You're a man with a promise but you ain't shit to me A man broke his promise and he wants reparations He sold me up the river, caused me grief and frustration I gave him all my trust and got stabbed in the back A lucky motherfucker that he hasn't yet been whacked You ain't no fuckin' artist, spend your life exploiting others Try all you want, you can't break me or my brothers A business man vulture, no honor, no class Take your money and your lawyers and shove'em up your ass ** You feed off the art that I bleed Numbers to you is just pain to me *** Now the tables are turned Can't you see motherfucker that you'vre been burned Your a man with a promise but you ain't shit to me You ain't shit to me **Repeat ***Repeat |
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from Biohazard - Urban Discipline (2007)
A man with a promise smashes down my door
He sees a future with me, he's gonna give me more "Give all your trust, I'm sure you won't regret Just sign the dotted line, and I'll do so the rest" He says I can't make it alone, not without him But I've always been on my own, he doesn't know who I am And now I'm starting to see just what you are to me Pre-chorus I: You feed off the art that I bleed You're a man with a promise but you ain't shit to me A man broke his promise and he wants reparations He sold me up the river, caused me grief and frustration I gave him all my trust and got stabbed in the back A lucky motherfucker that he hasn't yet been whacked You ain't no fuckin' artist, spend your life exploiting others Try all you want, you can't break me or my brothers A business man vulture, no honor, no class Take your money and your lawyers and shove'em up your ass Pre-chorus II: You feed off the art that I bleed Numbers to you is just pain to me Chorus: Now the tables are turned Can't you see motherfucker that you'vre been burned Your a man with a promise but you ain't shit to me You ain't shit to me Lead Pre-chorus II Chorus |
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from Biohazard - Urban Discipline (2007)
Looking through these bars and wondering why I'm here
Accused of a crime I did not commit and the police make nothing clear Stripped of my rights by the words of another Locked in a cell with my victimized brothers In this country, the land of the free I'm an innocent man arrested guilty I stand accused, innocent of the crime Not yet been sentenced but I'm already doing time *Mistaken identity, handcuffed face down Mistaken identity, my freedom gagged and bound Surrounded by convicted felons, locked down in this cell What did I ever do to earn this living hell Busted by cops in need of a collar Eating donuts four to twelve to earn their dollar In this country, the land of the free I am an innocent man arrested guilty The criminal justice system plagued with dishonesty They should judge themselves instead of crucifying me *Repeat A pussy power trip to throw me in the joint I feel sorry for you because you're nissing the point You picked the wrong motherfucker and followed it through Let the hammer of injustice fall on you You have the right to remain silent Was bullshit the he said Put your hands where I can see them Make one move and you're dead *Repeat To fill a quota and treat my life Like a number or a statistic make once innocent youth outraged Angry and ballistic *Repeat(x2) |
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from Biohazard - Urban Discipline (2007)
Looking through these bars and wondering why I'm here
Accused of a crime I did not commit and the police make nothing clear Stripped of my rights by the words of another Locked in a cell with my victimized brothers In this country, the land of the free I'm an innocent man arrested guilty I stand accused, innocent of the crime Not yet been sentenced but I'm already doing time Chorus: Mistaken identity, handcuffed face down Mistaken identity, my freedom gagged and bound Surrounded by convicted felons, locked down in this cell What did I ever do to earn this living hell Busted by cops in need of a collar Eating donuts four to twelve to earn their dollar In this country, the land of the free I am an innocent man arrested guilty The criminal justice system plagued with dishonesty They should judge themselves instead of crucifying me Chorus A pussy power trip to throw me in the joint I feel sorry for you because you're missing the point You picked the wrong motherfucker and followed it through Let the hammer of injustice fall on you Lead You have the right to remain silent Was bullshit the he said Put your hands where I can see them Make one move and you're dead Chorus To fill a quota and treat my life Like a number or a statistic make once innocent youth outraged Angry and ballistic Chorus 2x |
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from Biohazard - Mata Leao (1996)
I wonder why my momma always cried
Was it for how fast we lived and died? Or because we never got our piece of the pie? Busting at the seams, The American Dream Like Meth said Cream, Boulevard of Broken Dreams Parents with good intentions never mention The Brooklyn House of Detention Free to fly, and free to try, to get our peace before we die Free to fly, and free to try, to get our piece of the pie and die Locking us down, we got cops all around The sound of sirens drown your own heart's pound But you only wanted a piece of the pie And in your mind's eye momma's still gonna cry No matter how hard you tried, whether it's truth or lies On the day that you die, but we're free to fly And free to try to get our piece of the pie and die Freedom, Liberty, The KKK, Modern Democracy, we have no say, American Dream, The American Way, Land of the Free, Home of the Slave Free to fly, and free to try, to get our peace before we die Free to fly, and free to try, to get our piece of the pie and die Freedom, Liberty, The KKK, Modern Democracy, we have no say, American Dream, The American Way, Land of the Free, Home of the Slave |
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from Biohazard - No Holds Barred [live] (1997)
As I look up at the sky,
I wonder why my momma always cried, Was it for how fast we lived and died? Or because we never got our piece of the pie? Busting at the seams, The American Dream, Like Meth said Cream, Boulevard of Broken Dreams, Parents with good intentions never mention, The Brooklyn House of Detention. Free to fly, and free to try, to get our peace before we die, Free to fly, and free to try, to get our piece of the pie and die. Locking us down, we got cops all around, The sound of sirens drown your own heart's pound, But you only wanted a piece of the pie, And in your mind's eye momma's still gonna cry, No matter how hard you tried, whether it's truth or lies, On the day that you die...but we're free to fly, And free to try to get our piece of the pie and die. Freedom, Liberty, The KKK, Modern Democracy, we have no say, American Dream, The American Way, Land of the Free, Home of the Slave. |
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from Biohazard - Kill Or Be Killed (2003)
I welcomed you with open arms To share my pride and glory You said you searched for a better life At least that was your story You caught me off guard with your deception And now I'm just seeing red I rid this world of your fucking infection Never forgive, never forget Never forgive, never forget Eye for an eye, life or death Never forgive, never forget Kill or be killed with no regret Never forgive, never forget Eye for an eye, life or death Never forgive, never forget Kill or be killed with no regret I am justice and I am the law Excectioner, judge and jury You preyed on human tragic flaw But now you face my fury A favor to the world, I erase your life Covered in blood I dance to your death For crimes against humanity, I'll finish the fight Never forgive, never forget Eye for an eye, life or death Never forgive, never forget Kill or be killed with no regret Never forgive, never forget Eye for an eye, life or death Never forgive, never forget Kill or be killed with no regret Now it's killing time, vengeance is mine You're the lowest form of fucking life I dare even call you human My heart breeds hatred, terror and spite My revenge will be your ruin May your family die a thousand deaths No remorse, no idol threats Clock strikes twelve, I take my respect Never forgive, never forget Never forgive, never forget Eye for an eye, life or death Never forgive, never forget Kill or be killed with no regret Never forgive, never forget Eye for an eye, life or death Never forgive, never forget Kill or be killed with no regret |
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from Biohazard - New World Disorder (1999)
narrow East River flow with marrow, along side the bridge zombies pushing bodies in wheel barrels, bitches sterile follow on crutches of rusted arrows try to breath through esophagus stuffed with sparrows, the imperial, terrarembrium, the spherical, I turn the steering wheel and pull into a 7-Eleven, met up with Billy, Danny, Rob and Evan from the fucking Bio, yo we down for survival with acid raindrenched skin infest- ed by termites, hermaphrodites on bikes swing spikes, think twice as I try to pacify the pariah beside the driver and Shotgun kelly flips the visor, time to devise a plan to reverse the demise of man before he's met by the lastset of the sun, armageddon, no question to answer, disaster results from behavior patterns. Earth lay raped, escape to saturn in a capsule, thirteen days of travel. Upon arrival plans unravel, imbalance of chemical pheremones, clones with no genitals surround us, we can't fuck them, no means of reproduction. I hear a scream and turn in that direction, 33-23-33, I see seven, coming toward us, to reward us... Disorder, enter the Millenium, time gets shorter Disorder, behold a pale horse, new world disorder Armageddon, a new death is dawnin', I like the smell of napalm in the morning, four riders of the apocalypse descend from the north, a fear in my eye, I behold a pale horse. Armageddon, no time to cry we all die as the sky turns red, the missles start to fly. Factionstake action, eleven families rule, millenium approaches, survival of the roaches. Body armor will make you feel calmer or safe from the drama, deplow stealth military bombers, ass out, get down on your knees and pray; illuminati takes your soul on the eve of judgement day as the armies of darkness irradicate life and we all go to hell and satan fucks your wife. Strife, ter- ror without a minute to pray, human beings at odds, peace becom |
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from Biohazard - Kill Or Be Killed (2003)
Open your eyes motherfucker In this world of bullshit and lies Jealously and hatred run rampant Simple minded fould, cower in fear To the slaughter the weak are branded Eyes closed tight and ears held shut To what is going on right around you A dull pain deep in your guy With fists or words I pound you I hate your apathy I'm gonna make you see For all humanity as you are on your knees You say how can it be, You thought you held the key But you never cared about me Your death will set me free There's a riot inside my mind The agony fuels my fire of hate Fed up with your conservative views Your concerns just seem too little too late Apathy, you live for yourself In the guilded cage of your insolent mind I cut off your head in the name of what's right And free the ideas of human kind I hate your apathy I'm gonna make you see For all humanity as you are on your knees You say how can it be, You thought you held the key But you never cared about me Your death will set me free |
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from Biohazard - Kill Or Be Killed (2003)
What's inside my state of mind, can you deal with reality? Who pays the price for hating, who decides our final fate? Can you reall trust the government, can you really believe the truth? Will you die for what you believe or will you suffer like a fool? Sacrifice, penalty You gave your life And paid the price of hate Is there anyone you can count on when it's time to do things right? Or are these people just fucking maggots sucking you for all your life? Who looks out for our best interests, who cares about their fellow man? Or are we all just fucking animals fucking each other anytime we can? Who's gonna beg for mercy When the time to fight back comes Get down on bended knee and pray For our salvation |
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from Biohazard - Uncivilization (2001)
it's apparent to me, that you are happy to be,
stumbling around in your bullshit fantasy, where everybody wears this phony ass grin and nobody's ugly, or willing to look in-side the mirror, they hide from the terror that the world is not a utopian place it's iller than ever with scumbags and killers as the head motherfucker I spit in your face I'll bet they write us off as a bunch of illiterates With nothing to say, and think that we're ignorant afraid of our might, so they label us belligerant how can they be so motherfuckin arrogant? to think we'll stand by and take this shit we are the strong and they the insignificant so here's my reply to your condescending statements all you fuckin faggots can suck my dick sick of all the lies, I despise all you fuckin fakes comes as no surprise, your demise, you fuel my hate hatred-anger contempt-plastic you commercial motherfuckers coming out like your hard you wanna talk shit lets pull some cards the mike is my blowgun, spittin' venomous darts I'm calling you all out, and you know who you are These plastic people on this plastic planet Are under my skin, and no one gives a fucking shit pop genocide, my solution seems drastic you've got no heart, I know that you're plastic I am the voice of hate!!! Why are you all so fake? I am the voice of hate!!! You're plastic |
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from Biohazard - State Of The World Address (1994)
You don't care about
Self doubt coming out from inside out Knock you down, across town all around the underground Shooting and disputing you're always persecuting With your attitude and fucked up views tattooed, rude and crude Denying, glorifying your way of life while crucifying Close your eyes for the ride while you glorify your false pride In any case you're blue in the face 'cause you lost your place in the human race That pushed you to do what you do so fuck you and your point of view I used to doubt myself because I lived without What I needed inside My pride, comes from inside Nothing to hide enough tears cried My pride won't be denied Moan and groan and chew the bone about the zone you call your own Grow your own backbone hold your own and stand alone Why pretend and be content with all the hate you hold innate Pull your weight, it ain't too late to recreate your inner state Discontent with time ill spent time has come and time has went Now you vent while you torment why resent ? misrepresent The scene between the lean and mean serene, extreme, the American dream Live alive revive and thrive on life deprived as I survive I'm fuckin' pissed off I used to be so angry I'd disagree with anything that went against inside me But things have changed I've rearranged in exchange for all the pain I kept inside and tried to hide denied and lied, but kept my pride By my side in good supply all the while, hostile And senile, I never smiled at anyone but now I'm done A battle won for number one so look and see and you'll agree I live life free, I now know me I am a man who knows he can I know I can, I take my stand |
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from Biohazard - State Of The World Address (1994)
You don't care about
Self doubt coming out from inside out Knock you down, across town all around the underground Shooting and disputing you're always persecuting With your attitude and fucked up views tattooed, rude and crude Denying, glorifying your way of life while crucifying Close your eyes for the ride while you glorify your false pride In any case you're blue in the face 'cause you lost your place in the human race That pushed you to do what you do so fuck you and your point of view I used to doubt myself because I lived without What I needed inside My pride, comes from inside Nothing to hide enough tears cried My pride won't be denied Moan and groan and chew the bone about the zone you call your own Grow your own backbone hold your own and stand alone Why pretend and be content with all the hate you hold innate Pull your weight, it ain't too late to recreate your inner state Discontent with time ill spent time has come and time has went Now you vent while you torment why resent ? misrepresent The scene between the lean and mean serene, extreme, the American dream Live alive revive and thrive on life deprived as I survive I'm fuckin' pissed off I used to be so angry I'd disagree with anything that went against inside me But things have changed I've rearranged in exchange for all the pain I kept inside and tried to hide denied and lied, but kept my pride By my side in good supply all the while, hostile And senile, I never smiled at anyone but now I'm done A battle won for number one so look and see and you'll agree I live life free, I now know me I am a man who knows he can I know I can, I take my stand |
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from Biohazard - No Holds Barred [live] (1997)
I question not me, it only happens to others
I can't deny reality as lite gets smothered If the lines can be read between Maybe you can tell me then what it all means Cause he who paints the big picture runs the whole scene Locked down, I gotta get it out Impending doom, a cloud above my head Why me ? My faith has been devout Blasphemous ? Am I better off dead ? Punishment, for all my sins A burning thought inside my mind Has me full of pity for all of human kind As we move forth, we fall further behind Fear of death, will my life go on ? Controlled fate ? On the corner rolling dice Punishment, but I've done nothing wrong In my eyes, who really pays the price My lament, for the human race Guilty, punishment for all my sins Dread the day that brings the truth Punishment for what I've done Sentence me for all my sins Bound in fear for what I've got Though not much it seems a lot Life is death and no one wins Bustin' my ass, another day another dollar, as I kneel down and I confess to the father that I'm suffering a burning question of the truth, whether or not to pull the trigger or to jump right off the roof, 'cause I did things normal and just like all my friends but now I'm positive and life it all ends Punishment, for all my sins, I repent In reality, we all must face the fact that the majority of the people are out there smoking crack, getting doped up, shooting that shit into their veins, the question must be asked if we have any brains left, or right or wrong in this song, a question we all ask and must answer before long, 'cause no one is safe in this world, what's the deal, the sentence is death and to what court do I appeal ? Punishment, for all my sins, I repent Punishment |
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from Biohazard - Tales From The B-Side (2001)
I question not me, it only happens to others
I can't deny reality as lite gets smothered If the lines can be read between Maybe you can tell me then what it all means Cause he who paints the big picture runs the whole scene Locked down, I gotta get it out Impending doom, a cloud above my head Why me ? My faith has been devout Blasphemous ? Am I better off dead ? Punishment, for all my sins A burning thought inside my mind Has me full of pity for all of human kind As we move forth, we fall further behind Fear of death, will my life go on ? Controlled fate ? On the corner rolling dice Punishment, but I've done nothing wrong In my eyes, who really pays the price My lament, for the human race Guilty, punishment for all my sins Dread the day that brings the truth Punishment for what I've done Sentence me for all my sins Bound in fear for what I've got Though not much it seems a lot Life is death and no one wins Bustin' my ass, another day another dollar, as I kneel down and I confess to the father that I'm suffering a burning question of the truth, whether or not to pull the trigger or to jump right off the roof, 'cause I did things normal and just like all my friends but now I'm positive and life it all ends Punishment, for all my sins, I repent In reality, we all must face the fact that the majority of the people are out there smoking crack, getting doped up, shooting that shit into their veins, the question must be asked if we have any brains left, or right or wrong in this song, a question we all ask and must answer before long, 'cause no one is safe in this world, what's the deal, the sentence is death and to what court do I appeal ? Punishment, for all my sins, I repent Punishment |
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from Biohazard - Urban Discipline (2007)
I question not me, it only happens to others
I can't deny reality as lite gets smothered If the lines can be read between Maybe you can tell me then what it all means Cause he who paints the big picture runs the whole scene Locked down, I gotta get it out Impending doom, a cloud above my head Why me ? My faith has been devout Blasphemous ? Am I better off dead ? Punishment, for all my sins A burning thought inside my mind Has me full of pity for all of human kind As we move forth, we fall further behind Fear of death, will my life go on ? Controlled fate ? On the corner rolling dice Punishment, but I've done nothing wrong In my eyes, who really pays the price My lament, for the human race Guilty, punishment for all my sins Dread the day that brings the truth Punishment for what I've done Sentence me for all my sins Bound in fear for what I've got Though not much it seems a lot Life is death and no one wins Bustin' my ass, another day another dollar, as I kneel down and I confess to the father that I'm suffering a burning question of the truth, whether or not to pull the trigger or to jump right off the roof, 'cause I did things normal and just like all my friends but now I'm positive and life it all ends Punishment, for all my sins, I repent In reality, we all must face the fact that the majority of the people are out there smoking crack, getting doped up, shooting that shit into their veins, the question must be asked if we have any brains left, or right or wrong in this song, a question we all ask and must answer before long, 'cause no one is safe in this world, what's the deal, the sentence is death and to what court do I appeal ? Punishment, for all my sins, I repent Punishment |
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from Biohazard - Urban Discipline (2007)
I question not me, it only happens to others
I can't deny reality as lite gets smothered If the lines can be read between Maybe you can tell me then what it all means Cause he who paints the big picture runs the whole scene Locked down, I gotta get it out Impending doom, a cloud above my head Why me ? My faith has been devout Blasphemous ? Am I better off dead ? Punishment, for all my sins A burning thought inside my mind Has me full of pity for all of human kind As we move forth, we fall further behind Fear of death, will my life go on ? Controlled fate ? On the corner rolling dice Punishment, but I've done nothing wrong In my eyes, who really pays the price My lament, for the human race Guilty, punishment for all my sins Dread the day that brings the truth Punishment for what I've done Sentence me for all my sins Bound in fear for what I've got Though not much it seems a lot Life is death and no one wins Bustin' my ass, another day another dollar, as I kneel down and I confess to the father that I'm suffering a burning question of the truth, whether or not to pull the trigger or to jump right off the roof, 'cause I did things normal and just like all my friends but now I'm positive and life it all ends Punishment, for all my sins, I repent In reality, we all must face the fact that the majority of the people are out there smoking crack, getting doped up, shooting that shit into their veins, the question must be asked if we have any brains left, or right or wrong in this song, a question we all ask and must answer before long, 'cause no one is safe in this world, what's the deal, the sentence is death and to what court do I appeal ? Punishment, for all my sins, I repent Punishment |
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from Biohazard - Urban Discipline (2007)
I question not me, it only happens to others I can't deny reality as lite gets smothered If the lines can be read between Maybe you can tell me then what it all means Cause he who paints the big picture runs the whole scene Locked down, I gotta get it out Impending doom, a cloud above my head Why me ? My faith has been devout Blasphemous ? Am I better off dead ? Punishment, for all my sins A burning thought inside my mind Has me full of pity for all of human kind As we move forth, we fall further behind Fear of death, will my life go on ? Controlled fate ? On the corner rolling dice Punishment, but I've done nothing wrong In my eyes, who really pays the price My lament, for the human race Guilty, punishment for all my sins Dread the day that brings the truth Punishment for what I've done Sentence me for all my sins Bound in fear for what I've got Though not much it seems a lot Life is death and no one wins Bustin' my ass, another day another dollar, as I kneel down and I confess to the father that I'm suffering a burning question of the truth, whether or not to pull the trigger or to jump right off the roof, 'cause I did things normal and just like all my friends but now I'm positive and life it all ends Punishment, for all my sins, I repent In reality, we all must face the fact that the majority of the people are out there smoking crack, getting doped up, shooting that shit into their veins, the question must be asked if we have any brains left, or right or wrong in this song, a question we all ask and must answer before long, 'cause no one is safe in this world, what's the deal, the sentence is death and to what court do I appeal ? Punishment, for all my sins, I repent Punishment |
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from Biohazard - Urban Discipline (2007)
I question not me, it only happens to others
I can't deny reality as lite gets smothered If the lines can be read between Maybe you can tell me then what it all means Cause he who paints the big picture runs the whole scene Locked down, I gotta get it out Impending doom, a cloud above my head Why me ? My faith has been devout Blasphemous ? Am I better off dead ? Punishment, for all my sins A burning thought inside my mind Has me full of pity for all of human kind As we move forth, we fall further behind Fear of death, will my life go on ? Controlled fate ? On the corner rolling dice Punishment, but I've done nothing wrong In my eyes, who really pays the price My lament, for the human race Guilty, punishment for all my sins Dread the day that brings the truth Punishment for what I've done Sentence me for all my sins Bound in fear for what I've got Though not much it seems a lot Life is death and no one wins Bustin' my ass, another day another dollar, as I kneel down and I confess to the father that I'm suffering a burning question of the truth, whether or not to pull the trigger or to jump right off the roof, 'cause I did things normal and just like all my friends but now I'm positive and life it all ends Punishment, for all my sins, I repent In reality, we all must face the fact that the majority of the people are out there smoking crack, getting doped up, shooting that shit into their veins, the question must be asked if we have any brains left, or right or wrong in this song, a question we all ask and must answer before long, 'cause no one is safe in this world, what's the deal, the sentence is death and to what court do I appeal ? Punishment, for all my sins, I repent Punishment |
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from Biohazard - State Of The World Address (1994)
Here's a dedication
To the men and women who've served in Vietnam From our generation to you and your family... Respect is long overdue Memories of blood, red, white, blue Orange skies at night, southeast Asia knew You were called to serve and you did it well For us you've made a round-trip through hell Wars within wars, within wars To survive you made your own laws Every day and night to stay alive You kept your head down and your powder dry Memories of families It's God i've known Take me home Now you live asking God why He didn't take you when your brothers all died Explosions shake the dreams in your head at night in bed Don't wake him up or you'll end up dead Try to understand his pain He still sees blood stains that remain In his heart and mind, try to numb the pain People think they understand Sat watching TV back on quiet land They spit on you now we'll spit back for you Our hearts, our voice, gift of our hands What can they do for you and those who served And died, we pay respect to the families Who still cry Your kids are now full grown With the love and pride you should have known Back when your country brought you home Still now you fight the tears and face your fears each day But the horrors of fact won't go away For 2300 MIA's or POW's to this day We remember and pray for you |
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