Welcome To The Terrordome

(album: Desire - 2007)

In a time when we're spending billions of dollars
In a war to control oil in Iraq
Three-thousand soldiers have come home in coffins
Hundreds of thousands of Iraq civilians have lost their lives
Our brothers and sisters in New Orleans
Are left homeless and hungry
They murdered Sean Bell
They murdered Amadou Diallo
They murdered Timothy Stansbury
And it's time to say no more!
No more! No more! No more! No more!

I got so much trouble on my mind, refuse to lose
Here's your ticket (uh), hear the drummer get wicked
The crew to you to push the back to black
Attack so I sat and japped, then slapped the Mac
Now I'm ready to mic it (huh)
Hear my favoritism roll, "Oh"
Never be a brother like me go solo
Lazer, Anastasia, maze ya
Ways to blaze your brain and train ya
The way I'm livin, forgiven, what I'm givin up
X on the flex (hear me now)
I don't know about later
As for now, I know how to avoid the paranoid
Man I've had it up to here
Gear I wear got 'em goin in fear
Rhetoric said, it read just a bit ago
Not quitting, it signed the hard rhymer
Work to keep from gettin jerked'
Changing some ways, to way back in the better days
Raw, metaphysically bold, never follow the code
Still dropped a load
Never question what I am, God knows
'Cause it's coming from the heart
What I got, better get some (um hum)
Hustler of culture
Snakebitten, been spit in the face
But the rhymes keep fitting
Respects been giving, how's ya livin'?
Now I can't protect a pad off the defect
Check the record of reckon
An international wreck played off as some intellect
Made the call, took the fall, broke the laws
Not my fault that they're fallin off
Known as fair square, throughout my years
So I growl at the living foul
Black to the bone, my home is your home
So welcome to the Terrordome

Come on down (get down)
You can get it, get it, get it, get it
Come on down
You can get it, get it, get it, get it
Get down
You can get it, get it, get it, get it

There's a hole in an apple, an apple has been rotten
Scheme like the Klan, I plan like Bin Laden
Supreme, screen writer, slick, street editor
Drop the LP, and he hit like Hezbollah
Seven years later, it's the year of the Gods
United States government is just a facade
The Catholic Church got ties with the Mob
I see it all like "The Wizard of Oz"
Now there's a Yellow Brick Road, the fame, riches and cars
If you only had a brain, you would know who you are
Poison your ventilation, cut your education
Secret information, world domination
Take over reservations, trigger the energies
In the oceans for tsunamis to control the population
Eyes in the sky, hidden observation
If you're over 65, they'll take away your medication
Like, give me that (give me that), fall in line (fall in line)
Go to war (go to war), press rewind
'Cause when I get mad, I put it down on the pad
Give you something that you never had
Controlling, fear of high rolling
God bless your soul and keep living
Black to the bone, my home is your home
Well, welcome to the Terrordome

Come on down (get down)
You can get it, get it, get it, get it
Come on down
You can get it, get it, get it, get it
You can get it, get it, get it, get it