Friends Are Calling

(albüm: Creative Differences - 2004)

The pieces... of the puzzle
We strive to arrive to get by [?] way to stay alive to stop the madness
The killing, the war
We never stop
But we all perish in a fire that burns in a [?]
Come out and play

Friends are calling, yelling from the street, telling me to come out and play
Bombs are falling, mom's in the street, yelling out why'd my son have to die today?

Friends are calling, yelling from the street, telling me to come out and play
Bombs are falling, mom's in the street, yelling out why'd my son have to die today?

Friends are calling, yelling from the street, telling me to come out and play
Bombs are falling, mom's in the street, yelling out why'd my son have to die today?

Friends are calling, yelling from the street, telling me to come out and play
Bombs are falling, mom's in the street, yelling out why'd my son have to die today?

The maker the owner
They make it they're own
Symbolized out with a pinnacle principle
Look at the general [?] crisis driving
Witness war under a microscope
The whore of a [?]
Make the karma unbearable terrible tactics
Released from the nutsack of the beast
What that will increase from the time of death
Is the tears of a mothers fears filling lakes one breath
What does it take to make peace when the earths heart is filled with greed
I'm afraid for the continents with no concept of belief
Believe it or not I'm an anti-death individual looking for peace
Everyone out there knows the truth but some blind themselves with deceit
There's a higher power
No fear in the final hour when the fire flower makes life
When a bomb shower comes, cause

Friends are calling, yelling from the street, telling me to come out and play
Bombs are falling, mom's in the street, yelling out why'd my son have to die today?

Friends are calling, yelling from the street, telling me to come out and play
Bombs are falling, mom's in the street, yelling out why'd my son have to die today?

Friends are calling, yelling from the street, telling me to come out and play
Bombs are falling, mom's in the street, yelling out why'd my son have to die today?

Friends are calling, yelling from the street, telling me to come out and play
Bombs are falling, mom's in the street, yelling out why'd my son have to die today?

War is not the answer, human beings the cancer
Killing in the name of love makes you God's bastard
In a world full of monsters how can we survive
The good in a man's soul, how to break the mold
How to take the cold, how to unbold the hate and hell
How to rebel against the devil with one fell swoop
How to unravel the babble in Babylon-brook with battling
How to travel the earth spreading the truth with my family
If hip hop is my answer am I teaching or preaching
Am I reaching in the wrong direction of speaking the truth [?] up this life I occupy
Did we miss the first session of God's lessons to live
By killing off the populace for differences so similar
It don't make sense my man

Friends are calling, yelling from the street, telling me to come out and play
Bombs are falling, mom's in the street, yelling out why'd my son have to die today?

Friends are calling, yelling from the street, telling me to come out and play
Bombs are falling, mom's in the street, yelling out why'd my son have to die today?

Friends are calling, yelling from the street, telling me to come out and play
Bombs are falling, mom's in the street, yelling out why'd my son have to die today?

Friends are calling, yelling from the street, telling me to come out and play
Bombs are falling, mom's in the street, yelling out why'd my son have to die today?