1. |
No Mercy
01:06
|
|||
Mind your tone when you speak
watch which way you point the finger
It’ll get snapped in their teeth
like they aint eatin in weeks
tried to keep it mellow
But the fellow man aint batting for me
he’s pleading the fifth on playin the thief
deny it, you lyin, but i know you planted the seed
So fuck the middle man, I’ll get it straight out the stream.
You’re already dead to me
imma show no mercy
Ready to fight for my life til' i die
I’m on a rampage fueled
Fueled by spite and ignited
something burried deep
Strongly standing own my two feet
With bloodied knees and broken teeth
so go ahead I’m waiting
For you to cross me
I don’t need you
And you can’t stop me
|
||||
2. |
Headlines
02:58
|
|||
Are you deaf? Are you blind?
You’re just mute because it don’t concern your life
Are you deaf? Are you blind?
You’re just mute.
Now wouldn’t that be nice
Look me in my fuckin eyes
When you feed me those lies and try to hide behind your suit and tie disguise.
Do I look like I’m stupid bitch? i see right through yo shit
Now riddle me this I wanna know when you’ll fix
A single problem ain’t no resolving
But playin politician pumpin pockets
cuz i know we’ll all be dead before you take
a loss on your profits
Out of sight, out of mind.
as the blind lead the blind
Surviving on borrowed time
Drunk off headlines
Following leaders with
two left feet in a crooked line
a war on drugs; a fuckin lie
The true criminals enforce the fines
You see they privatize while people die
Cop your share and watch it climb
Do you buy every lie televised?
You seperate.
Incarcerate.
Unpaid slave labor nation
Cheaper than rehabilitation
Listen up because your eyes still shut
and your mouth won’t open up
It’s clear you don’t give a fuck
Could be fixing the world but instead they're lining their pockets
A position of power self righteous & socially unconscious
Go rip the cable from the socket
Until revolution's hot topic
Broken fucking justice system
falsely imprisons
does that fit the description?
worthless scum and out of your jurisdiction
Look me in my eyes
I see death
You see dollar signs
NO SIGHT
NO MIND
THEY LEAD
YOU DIE
NO SIGHT
NO MIND
THEY LEAD
YOU DIE
|
||||
3. |
Run It Back
03:05
|
|||
I’m watching you talking in a circle,
a revolving door of bullshit
Running that mouth
blowin it out of proportion.
You’re a snake, split tongue,
slitherin’ your way in,
But now your side of the narrative’s
under speculation
I gotcha caught in a lie
you’re a little tongue tied,
tongue sleight flying out ya jaw
better keep that alibi wound tight
So fuck what ya heard
Trip over your words
shit’s for the birds
you’re just coward and
we’re thinnin’ the herd,
so swerve
‘Cause you’re still runnin that,
runnin that, what was that?
Run it back
You're a dime a dozen
Just another motha fucka runnin’ that mouth
But your plans been defunct,
no come ups,
ran it straight into the ground
You're a dime a dozen
Just another motha fucka runnin’ their mouth
Yea bitch,
I said I got a bone to pick,
you think you slick off hittin’ licks
I’m sick and tired of your-
Shit out of luck
Can’t plug the holes in your boat and
I hope you sink yourself to the bottom with every lie that you spoke
And you can choke on every penny of money that you stole
while you complain and piss and moan
play the victim some mo
Spread that false information
just to be in conversation
but we see the games you play
I’m the fly on the wall
Just to sit back
and watch as you choke.
Every word that comes out of your mouth is a
breath of fresh air that I could be breathing,
but instead you're wasting it
to spit some entitled
shit about how you've been
wronged & mistreated bitch
I don't give fuck about that
Miss me with that petty mess that you be spoutin
Accusations piled, a crumblin’ mountain
you dug your own grave,
now get in the ground and lay down in that bitch
Run from your actions
Run from your problems
Run from your consequences
You know you had it comin’
Run from your actions
Run from your problems
You know you can’t solve them.
|
||||
4. |
Nu.Wav
02:29
|
|||
Sweep us under the rug
We’ll rip out the floor
right from under your thumb
Handle my business in secrecy
but ain’t no secret see y’all been asleep on me
Thought I wouldn’t notice
that all that shit you told us was bogus
son you was bluffin
when I come up you
gonna remember who wrote this
spit & groove i do both bitch
with the flow that’s just so crisp
lines cold as snow but im toasted
old school DJ Kool
Lemme clear my throat
Hit it
This that nu wave bumpin
Brought the beat in so fat that its bustin out ya buttons, crowd jumpin
G dub pullin up next to bat no discussion
So how you like that motha fucka
Stop all that goofin off boy
and drop me that fuckin offer
Straight outta kentucky going dumby
gettin illiterate and improper
I’ve been cookin this pot so hot,
popped the lid on the top off
Put the heater in yo speaker
& knock em like BAKA BAKA
Back up, get the fuck out my face
Everywhere that we go yeah fuck up the stage
Make you feel some typa way everytime you hear it play
Engraved in your brain waves like the needle stuck
Listen punk If you sleepin you fucked up
can’t hammer me down im the nail that stays stuck
You waited too long, The train’s takin off
Don’t take it personal
There’s no friends in business
Keep your two cents if you aint gamblin,
now watch me handle shit, one handed man,
Im on that hustle hard, lead by example shit,
Keep ya head down or get ya mandible split,
Go flex them numbers
Go get that bag
Floatin on a buzz, but the shit don’t last
start buildin that network,
One advance don’t mean no networth
Go flex them numbers
Go get that bag
Floatin on a buzz, but the shit don’t last
You can either learn fast or you can burn quick
Eyes on your own lane or you’re gonna crash
You little bitch
It’s that nu wave Bumpin.
|
||||
5. |
HaZe (HVN)
05:50
|
|||
Day dreamin to lucy land,
lucidly scramblin wakin’ myself up
coughing fits & cancer sticks again
bet I’m back on my bullshit my friend
I know you expected nothing less
But i can’t make do and mend
remember when i wasn’t so fixated with worry or tracking my loss in dividends?
yea i can sport you a smile but i feel deep down it’s all pretend
and now i fear the end.
Cuz maybe imma end
up alone somewhere for mental care in an institution
all these thoughts that run through my brain
i can not contain em
im going insane
all of this fear that rots at my brain
Fuckin’ me up, burnin’ me down, lead me astray
all these thoughts that run through my brain
i can not contain em
im going insane
all of this fear that rots at my brain
Fuckin’ me up, burnin me down, lead me astray
I’ve been in a daze for days,
Stuck in a haze as I age
My record skips
I’ll blaze it away in haste just so that i can press play
This wave that im stuck on,
oh where did i go wrong?
I don’t belong
Think it won’t be long
Im already singin my swan song
Each time the flashbacks occur
they lash back worse
and I know these just words
But the panic’ll set in before I finish the verse
I Cant Catch My Breath
in over my head
Sink in my bed with the feeling of dread
Contemplating takin my medication
Just dead instead, what a thought. Now I’m pacing
Back and Forth
Like a clock on the wall
As the the hour hand falls
And I sweat in withdrawal
I’m growing impatient of waiting for the end I’m creating.
Drowing
I forgot how to tread
Drowning
I’m sinking in my head
Drowing
I forgot how to tread
Drowning
It’s consuming me and soon I’ll be dead.
|
Streaming and Download help
If you like Guerrilla Warfare, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp