La Coka Nostra - Nuclear Medicinemen (feat. Immortal Technique & Q-Unique)

[Verse 1: Slaine] There’s a war going on inside no one is safe from You can never run, hide, or escape from The nature of beast with papers laced with deceit I watch the wolves lead the wolf’s leash in a nation of sheep What the fuck you think they want? Is it hatred or peace? Who designed the bombs or terrorists that made the disease? They made you believe there’s no one really crazy as me As if I am the polluter who made it too hazy to see Open up your eyes it’s horrifying, it lays in your sleep You eat the bullshit seven days of the week If you could look past your block you would be raising your piece At the police, instead the beef just stays in the streets And the government still controls the ways we can speak The apple don’t fall far from the atheist tree You should cry for the children you breed They going to bleed, there’s a big difference in what we believe I can’t breathe [Chorus: Ill Bill x 2] It’s a spectacular terrorist event Nuclear medicinemen smacking God with the six-finger Devil’s hand Blood money’s the only money there really is Whether you bang on the block or boardroom for billions [Verse 2: Everlast] It’s such a hard grind trying to stay divine The problem with the Devil is the bitch is so damn fine Spare me your problems, I’m handling mine I drink whiskey, smoke kush, I don’t eat swine I travel through time, shifting forms I wear a crown of thorns full of rage and scorn The whole fabric of the universe gets torn But Pharaoh wants blood from all the first-born You can’t stop the coming of the here that’s after The suffering and pain underneath the laughter And tell me who’s gaining from the pain and sorrow If it’s up to me, revolution starts tomorrow Run, get your gun, shoot George and his sons We’re taking fortunes from all the fortunate ones Straight Robin Hood screaming, “Fuck the law!” And they planned 9/11, fuck what you saw [Chorus x 2] [Verse 3: Immortal Technique] Yeah, This is the beginning of theocratic civil war, Carving out the country’s stomach to eat the liver raw, The world is changing, atmosphere rearranging, Religion corrupted the image that we were made in, America’s beauty is skin deep, I’m sorry to say, Like the portrait of Dorian Gray, You pray to God because of Pascal’s wager, Not for the saviour, and not to correct your behaviour, Saw you screaming the words when he said the chorus, But I don’t really think none of y’all are ready for it, No food and blackouts of every street light, Revolution’ll make Fallujah look like a street fight, No blood for oils, what you scream at the slaughter, But what about blood for air and blood for water? Its sorta the starter, of what the ruckus is, Immortal Tech, Ill Bill, Tell them what the fuck it is! [Chorus x 2] [Verse 4: Q-Unique] The newscaster casts a disaster for television ratings My gat blast, a passport to Hell to visit Satan The government officials twist into a coil and spit venom Brainwashing their children to get oil and just dead em They got sleeper cells selling me Dutches in BK They’ll infilitrate the infrastructure and fuck us on D-Day Get the mandatory beef barcode stamped across your wrist The plot twists till mankind no longer exists McDonald’s, Marlboro, NASDAQ, Exon, and Ford Verizon, Clear Channel facing armageddons abroad The severed heads of the dragon, the whore of Babylon The Statue of Liberty, there’s much more to examine on The President’s nothing but a figurehead While the fallen angel gathers an army of the living dead Your life’s doomed to tornadoes, typhoons, and volcanoes Consume the whole fable and soon will prove fatal [Chorus x 2]