Lyrics Battle Cry - Struggle Jennings
(Is
there
no
mercy
For
the
widow
son)
I
got
the
sword
of
S
samurai
City
been
traumatized
Temple
was
vandalized
Soldiers
were
standing
by
Kingdom
was
built
on
lies
People
was
victimized
Lyrics
been
simplified
And
the
fans
have
been
hypnotized
Critics
will
criticism
The
voice
has
been
minimized
Truth
has
been
hidden
inside
the
lies
of
the
enterprise
What
does
this
symbolize
Rise
of
the
Babylon
They
dangling
diamonds
And
so
they
holding
us
in
they
palm
Pulling
on
strings
We
keep
dancing
like
puppets
When
I
start
to
get
lost
I'm
using
Pac
as
my
compass
Yeah
I'm
sick
of
my
stomach
Watching
the
real
music
plummet
I'm
still
marching
on
the
battlefield
The
sounds
of
a
trumpet
Rrraaaaaah!
This
is
my
battle
cry
Tell
'em
is
'bout
the
time
To
load
up
the
cavalry
The
ones
who
are
the
ride
or
die
They
say
that
I'm
out
of
mind
Feel
like
I'm
out
of
time
The
dreamers
come
out
at
night
The
ones
that
are
sacrificed
This
is
the
story
of
[?]
This
is
my
battle
cry
Messenger
prophecized
The
real
will
be
ostracized
History
is
history
I
believe
he
lied
Snipers
in
tree
line
Bullets
of
b-line
Bottles
have
dipped
in
gold
So
taste
like
cheap
wine
The
savage
is
all
starving
Tonight
it's
the
night
we
dine
No
dreams
of
b
side
Tell
a
label
we'll
be
fine
My
people
keep
streaming
brackets
My
money
get
streamlined
Don't
care
'bout
platinum
plaques
As
long
as
I
feed
mine
My
record
you
want
them
back
Truth
is
inside
each
line
Put
in
my
street
time
Made
it
out
safe
and
sound
Tell
'em
don't
make
a
sound
They
think
we
take
'em
out
Rrraaaaaah!
This
is
my
battle
cry
Tell
'em
is
'bout
the
time
To
load
up
the
cavalry
The
ones
who
are
the
ride
or
die
They
say
that
I'm
out
of
mind
Feel
like
I'm
out
of
time
The
dreamers
come
out
at
night
The
ones
that
are
sacrificed
This
is
my
battle
cry
Rise-rise
of
the
widow
son
This
is
my
battle
cry
Rise-rise
of
the
widow
son
This
is
my
battle
cry
Rise-rise
of
the
widow
son
This-this
is
my
battle
cry
Rise-rise
of
the
widow
son
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