Haunted Cities
Album - 21 giugno 2005 - Debaser id 227648

[Tim]
I'm gonna be straight with you
this is the end of the world
You either wake up or you don't
Apocalypse Now

[Chorus]
Apocalypse Now! Apocalypse Now! Apocalypse Now!
Apocalypse Now! Apocalypse Now! Apocalypse Now!

[Tim]
Air Force Bomber, come with the quickness
Chemical Warfare, a bucket of Sickness
Annihilation, written thesis
Bomb and Leashes, Shrapnel pieces
Political Dynasty, vigorous lies
Multi-dead, on the rise
Realize - the Demise
It's all over, No surprise

[Chorus]

[Rob]
Chilling with pipe bombs, fatherless sons
Ain't no saving private Ryan but I've taken his guns
cause there's a war outside and it's far from being done
I only speak for myself I know I'm not the only one
fuckers got us with the planes, set us back on 9/11
families endure the pain, got a twisted view of heaven
Need a rabbi or a Reverend I just follow the ghost
I keep an extra 4 pounds right up under my coat

[Chorus]

[Tim]
Cruise missiles are soaring
Helicopters are whirling
Kalashnikovs are firing
Bomb shelters are siren
Soldiers are crawling
Politicians stalling
Insurgents prowling
Casualties are rising

[Rob]
Life is a nightmare, I'm dreaming of death
Nothing else is promised, no, I won't hold my breath
Still talking to death, still choking the best
Still don't know when no one can be trusted only once for the left
Stepping out I'm in the dark, you wanna keep me in the cold
Ripping out ain't that your heart I'm-a causing to explode
Cause you're screwing money, law, mother fucker '95
You don't know me, keep on moving, I'm just trying to stay alive

[Chorus]

"Doomsday"

[Tim]
I took a slow drag off my smoke
I leaned back and I drink my coke
I got approached by a shady bloke
He talked bad but uh, he was broke
I was born in a shadowy world
Wasteland, mean and hard boiled
With Tragedies and Turmoil
Disenfranchised and disembroiled
Lost files and small filed places
I don't care what color your face is
One day you're gonna lose all traces
And war shit on all men and races
In the city of down and out
Money's always gonna equal clout
So all along you have to scream and shout
In the city of down and out

[Chorus]
Preacher wants a judgement day
Junkie keeps the world at bay
Policeman wants us to obey
Doomsday doomsday
Doomsday doomsday
Preacher wants a judgement day
Junkie keeps the world at bay
Policeman wants us to obey
Doomsday doomsday
Doomsday doomsday

[Rob]
Give me mine give me all that you've got
Take off your shoes and fork over the pot
I like your chain and I'm needin' the watch
And your girl looks good, she could travel the block
It's all here if you're looking to score
I'm downtown San Pedro at fourth
Everything from the stem to the torch
Then we hang 'em all high for a few dollars more
I said I won't but I bet that I will
So fun your clothes, I suggest that you chill
They all talk about keeping it real
But the second that it pop up let your homeboy squeel
Let it go you ain't ready for drama
Get you sore for trying to wreck my new karma
Ain't cause I want to, it's just that I've gotta'
You know conscience is a motherfucker lock on your daughter

[Chorus]

[Tim]
And the television's spewing hate
Talking bout the rise of crime ratings
Heard the broke state gonna say it
It's all sinking now and we're way too late
You let this wash it clean
In the heart of Washington
And if he's looking in
What they gonna do within the machine?

[Chorus]

[Chorus]
This is Killafornia, home of the killas
Killafornia, home of the killas
Smoke clears, only one winner
Killafornia, home of the killas

[B. Real]
So many dreams that I'm chasing,
so many fuckers are hating
Somebody show me you hate me,
show me your dog cause I'm waiting
throw me a bowl I'll be bakin'
only so much that I'm takin'
Handing your privates to Lincoln,
misunderstood and complacent
You wanna stand for what medal,
that ain't no medal of honor
You want to strike like a general,
but you end up a goner,
bringing a donor to honor
It's only fair that I warn ya
that I'm a killa from California,
waiting for action and drama

[Rob]
If you want it we got it,
from prostitutes to narcotics
Have you empty your pockets,
I'm fucking pro with the product
there ain't no way you can stop it
I just suggest that you drop it
these fuckers making me cock it
cause they mistakingly mock it
I leave em' blazed and baffled
Like when they cut me with scalpels
never trying to be grappled
that's why i aim for the apple
from the hood to the castle
I'm still considered an asshole
grand prize of the raffle
napalm and shrapnel

[Chorus]

[B.Real]
got the dreamers and schemers
And the ballas with Beamers
so many leeches beneath us
and they wishing they heed us
You'll Salute like a fetus
you can never defeat us
bring all your heaters to heat us
when you attempt to defeat us
you be try to imagine what happens
when you impart with some garbage
everything in life is so tragic
no matter who is the hardest
no matter who your god is
I'm telling you fuckers regardless
Don’t even get me started
I can be so retarded

[Rob]
It's like a blessing from Satan
the world is mine for the taking
bent over model of makin'
and yet still I'm a shake 'em
we take the name that we breakin'
any rules that you makin'
Ain't nothing pertaining
I turn a pig into bacon
I'll save my aim for the fuzz
And always make with the glove
down to spray up the club
and let 'em say who it was
bitch i'm a failure at love
unless you cater to thugs
you can mess me with hugs
I'll fuckin' kiss you with slugs

[Chorus x2]

[Chorus]
Madness! Madness!
This is pure madness that we're talking about
Pure madness all the time now
This is pure madness that we're talking about
And I can't believe they wanna do it again

[Rob]
We gonna have to get 'em up
they gonna have to get me off
And you win some you lose some
so take this as loss
And cause a mother fuck smiles
don't mean that mother fuckers soft
I'm laughing all the while
while they come to hall you off
I got the powers got my powder
cops is casing the scene
That's how it goes something in me steady chasing the green
Its strictly cash only basis, but you're digging in your chest
let's fuck 'em out everybody where its mutual respect

[Chorus]

[Rob]
Skinhead Rob fuck a bitch
No I never gave a shit
Good or bad present, past
no I never save a bitch
Suck a dick I need a down bitch one that ain't too flossy
One that's down to hold my work and bust the heat to get 'em off me
She's the baddest, I mean baddest bitch that's up in the club
same one that's in the parking lot reloading the snug
That's the one who get my love
and you can't call it what you want
Or if that bitch is down to ride
that's the bitch that im'ma flaunt

[Chorus]

[Rob]
I'm from the west coast, best coast
pump in the trench coat
Nothing like columbine everybody gets smoked
heard that I got smoked naw holmes I got smoke
Best Mary Jane right down to the rock coke
You're being jipped, so take 'em to the river
had to drop a tall can, I was fucking up my liver
Yet still I deliver like the first of 15
and I still make you quiver like your first 16th

[Chorus]

Life in a war zone, you make the wrong move, remove your torso
Guns blow back from the track, now the bloods roll
Unslow 24/7 now the funds flow
Anybody gets in my way, I let their guts show

Sick fucks ain’t doing shit without the big bucks
Got you in my sites, bad luck, I bet you’re lame ducks
Who game sucks, got to the point, now my gage busts
Come on man I don’t give a fuck, who wanna test nuts

Scrapping, let’s go toe to toe, I start the capping
Shirt stamping, like Sherm on a stick, nines are clapping
Who’s that then, who wanna be next, I'll make your back bend
Push comes to shove, no love, I'll make it happen

There’s gotta be more to life than just this
Your life compared to mine is like wine compared to piss
You say it gets better, well fuck that (fuck that)
You don't walk outside your house and feel the need to stay strapped

You never pay your rent off of cocaine and weed
Man, I dance with the devil but I never get the lead
Don’t get me wrong, if I could I’d make a change
Been so bad for so long, any good is so strange

They say the grass is greener on the other side of shit
But the fence is in the way now and I ain’t buyin’ it
I'm in a cloud of smoke but my feet are on the ground
Even when I’m dead and gone, I’ll always be around

I’ma walk to my funeral like my middle name was Lynch
In the game riding high, while you fuckers ride the bench

Skinhead Rob run by, motherfuckers hit the fence

[Tim]
Go! Go!
Transplants won't forget it
Past debit is will to test it
Beat down, won't regret it
Only when I can, I can accept it
And I speak for the one's who've been kicked hard
Because I know what's it's like to be discard and uh
Pushed down and beaten hard and when the times are rough
I'm gonna go step hard

[Chorus]
Pay any price, pay any verdict
Transplants gonna take it on, that is for certain

[Rob]
See the devil smile, feed the devils child
Pray to Jesus but you've laid low for a while
All my trouble ways, in a constant maze
It's killafornia so that's why I'm in a constant haze
Some are born to ride, I seem to wonder why
These sons of bitches still alive and all my home boys die
I can change the past
I can take it back
Well I'd like to live what chance to die I gotta make it crack

[Chorus]

[Tim]
You might lose you might win
You might finish or just begin
She's stretching the back so bend
That bitch is lying again
Intellectual vindication
Low minded sophistication
Imparity is my equation
You're gonna get my evaluation

[Chorus]