Guerilla War Tactix - Invisible Foorprints lyrics

(Intro) The shadow government Trynna manipulate us f** that Uh, Guerilla War Tactix DURRTYJADA What up, Promo? (Verse 1) Yeah, yeah, yeah Man, it’s just another Sunday, the train took away and collapsed Dead bodies in the subway, bloody railway tracks Contract of destruction, how to train the staff They smuggled grenades to the tunnel to arrange the crash A terrorist with a gas mask attack the crack who*e Mix her h**n with anthrax and snatched her pa**port She would use her licence when she flew the airport From explosive devices planted under these platforms The intruder took her move from London Brutally hacked the computer to soon react to bombings Leave nothing but zombies and broken backs in concrete Nuclear weapons, chemical d**h in the darkness She escaped the lobby, to hit a plane with an army Heart beats from a hostage raped in the carpet She updated the harvest with a deadly technology To create a catastrophe dedicated to politics, boom Cash and gold got stacked in the row For the hijack to cancel cutting bashing the throats The cabin at smoke, the transport about to explode The whole motherf**ing panel were out of control They kept moving the riot, executed the pilots The fuel in the fire, made the whole crew suicidal I keep shooting my right books and revolution in power Until they finally can tell the truth of twin towers (Paranoia) She touched her blood-dripping vagina The soldiers f**ed her in the coma in oppression in China She found dizzy from being tided up with bandanas And start wishing she died instead of surviving al qaeda They received the telegram regarding her d**h Like she was bleeding with a pentagram scarved in her flesh The cause of stress, the guards were marching her steps And dragged her by the arm to respond to text Like the middle ages agents through a recited chamber Smashed her kneecaps, been vastly placed to bacon They betrayed her feedback for information And make her eat gla** ’til her teeth were breaking It’s the planed of apes, where we painting a vision When politicians sniffing c**aine on prostitute b**hes She was raped in the prison, a military temple She placed her hand on the belly and realized she was pregnant (Verse 2) The blood is mixed with the water Broken, now she’s giving a birth to a daughter Same time, the soldier was giving the order to commence the slaughter He’s more than broke, couldn’t afford to stay at home His new family consist of embedded reporters And though they say this war is moral, he just wanted to be over Wishing the mission’s aborted (Abort mission) But there ain’t no end to the story George gotta have that oil and we keep gettin’ it foreign From the foreign four corners of this world Red blood keep on pouring Together with the block, they all the young in the older I’m a contracted k**er with