Grind Music - Welcome to the Terrordome lyrics

[Intro - talking] (*voice being scratched*) In a time when we're spending billions of dollars in a war to control oil in Iraq 3,000 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! [Verse 1] 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 mike it (huh) Hear my favoritism roll "Oh" Never be a brother like to 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 quittin, it signed the hard rhymer Work to keep from gettin jerked Changin 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 comin from the heart What I got better get some (um hum) Hustler of culture Snakebitten, been spit in the face But the rhymes keep fittin Respects been givin, how's ya livin? Now I can't protect a pad off the defect Check the record of reckon An intentional 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 livin foul Black to the bone my home is your home So welcome to the Terrordome [Break] - w/ ad libs 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 [Verse 2] 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 7 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 somethin that you never had Controllin, fear of high rollin God bless your soul and keep livin Black to the bone, my home is your home Well welcome to the Terrordome [Break] - w/ ad libs Come on down (get down) Get it, get it, get it, get it ... Come on down Get it, get it, get it, get it ... Get it, get it, get it, get it ... (*echoed until end*)