Pumpkinhead - Grenades lyrics
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(feat. Immortal Technique) [Pumpkinhead] Praise to the most high for blessin me with a seed Now I gotta make it to the top with _Speed_, like Keanu Reeves And when I bleed, I feed a million children indeed With the knowledge and the strength that they need Fuck the military! Man beg my pardon The only thing my dad got from them was agent orange Cocksuckers experimented, on they own soldiers I'd rather be in a coma than help fill in they quota Give me a bulldozer, and before the world is over I'll find Bush and his daddy and run both they asses over The Bush's are trigger happy and wanna be in a war Two people they're like raisin the taxes and killin the poor I say I put the sword to they jaw, let it off 'til they jaw fall to the floor, and Colin Powell callin the morgue You call him a hero but I call him a whore Gettin pimped by the system that wanna see the end of us all [Chorus: x2] It goes one grenade, two grenade, three grenade, four Pull the pin let it go it'll be the death of us all I'll be a motherfuckin martyr before a soldier at war Fuck the law, we gon' settle the score [Pumpkinhead] One grenade, two grenade, three grenade, four Pull the pin let it go, it'll be the end of us all I'll be a motherfuckin martyr before a soldier at war Fightin my brothers and sisters overseas for your laws You stick your nose in everybody country business when yours is the most corrupt nation, illumination blinding us all You don't think they already got UFO's in store? With technology to travel lightspeed past ours? I guarantee, these lizard reptilian figures Hidin under human flesh under they breath callin us niggaz I pull the motherfuckin trigger, explode your liver for fun And I won't stop 'til daddy and junior's kissin my gun Slugs pop from a short distance, listen you're done Your existance short-lived, now you live on the sun Burnin for eternity, your skin lift off your bones Now your skin is black like mine with a crispier tone [Chorus] [Outro: unknown speaker] Yeah, you see my black and latino people There are some truths that we have to face And there are some lies we have to uncover And there are some fake muh'fuckers out there talkin And they talkin for us, but they not talkin to us And they not talkin about us They just speakin, as if it was from our perspective
