Diabolic - Rebel's Mentality lyrics

Haha Eternal Love, Diabolic Third World Order, Rebel Army It's all mental [Refrain:Eternal Love] This is the rebels mentality, always in the zone Ready to go hand and hand, yo lock and load This is the rebels mentality Fight for freedom in my home Don't destroy my people and the babies getting grown This is the rebels mentality [Verse 1:Eternal Love] Morphing? necklace around my neck and tomahawks in my hands I calmly? sang that when I'm speaking Korean They give the hurt, when they're tearing thru your skin As if you're a wall safe, and I'm breaking in I'll grab your mind and I take it, cold with spin? Take you to the end of time just to re-begin They look at me and say that I'm walking in sin But I go to war so they don't have to, and I fight to win I can see it and do it, but I explain it though I can see thru the matrix and can re-arrange the code So f** what they doing out of Bohemian Groves I'm like the full metal, I don't need to use any circles I'm a front line general, re-arranging the chemicals In your city road, giving the third a bed of flow? So you can open up your eyes Or we can break the oppresion on you they hold [Refrain:Eternal Love] This is the rebels mentality, always in the zone Ready to go hand and hand, yo lock and load This is the rebels mentality Fight for freedom in my home Don't destroy my people and the babies gettin' grown This is the rebels mentality Take it to a higher state, this is guerilla warfare, doing whatever it takes This is the rebels mentality Always raising the stakes, 'cause we're always makin' moves to change this place The rebels mentality [Verse 2:Diabolic] f** cops, go to war with police And force them to eat their guns when their fortress is breached Attacking like it's Normady and we're stormin' the beach Afterwards Bolic's going for the corporate elite Kick the door with my feet 'till I break it in half Lawn mower blades spinning for the snakes in the gra** 40′s and 10′s, f** the champagne in your gla** Son of a gun, pap's told me aim and just blast Ain't chasing the cash and spitting vaginal raps I just make songs based on actual facts Tearing thru your flesh, where the f** my cannibals at Slaughter sheep with the wolves in this animals pact Attacking the track, everytime I go in the booth And inspiration when moral is getting low in the troops Told the recruits, I would rather choke from a noose Then accept being lied to, so I'm exposing the truth [Refrain]