paroles de chanson The Killing Fields - The Psycho Realm
(Sick
Jacken)
Street
theater's
a
dramatic
depiction
of
non
fiction
Showing
the
co-existence
of
harmony
and
friction
We
document
our
position
Pro-abolition
of
static
bringing
those
on
a
mission
The
rendition
of
the
street
is
territory
counts
as
power
Defense
and
attack
clash
with
firarm
showers
The
irony
of
casket
flowers,
that
at
violent
hours
It's
self-inflicted,
controlled
by
watchtowers
Meanb
streets,
pavement,
concrete
Triggers
force
heat
thugs
aim
for
defeat
The
origin
of
the
war
is
still
unknown
beef
Your
crew
will
run
deep
six
feet
below
streets
(Crow)
Everything
appears
as
crystal
clear
with
no
dust
The
covers
the
clutch,
look
behind
it,
it's
rust
Fear
loose
screws
like
us
that
known
too
much
Confusion
by
the
news
stay
glued
to
the
streets
Survival
sources
emergency
forces
Sweep
through
to
treat
you
from
hurting
Heats
keep
burning,
the
world
never
started
turning
You're
learning
through
the
pain
of
lyrical
Doses
of
vain
juice
that
hit
the
brain
and
Make
you
go
against
the
truce
Through
the
use
of,
abusive
music
Severing
nooses
hanigng
in
to
bump
the
box
Proving
that
these
L.A.
blocks
won't
stop
Harm's
ticking
like
a
clock
arm
on
the
glock
Cocked
back
spit
the
bullet
to
split
The
walking
stick
talking
shit,
end
up
chalked
up
stiffs
Keep
on
killing
'cause
you
can't
stop
it
(Chorus:
Sick
Duke)
In
the
killing
fields
I
run
with
my
steel
You
better
recognize
the
war's
here
for
real
You
might
murder
against
your
will
And
some
run
around
with
intent
to
kill
I
swear
to
uphold
my
mission
And
that's
to
fight
to
the
bloody
finish
Through
the
whole
war
I
hold
the
position
Madman
troop
fold
opposition
(Sick
Duke)
No
scar
on
your
soul
When
You
fight
on
like
a
true
psycho
Roam,
inside
the
circle
And
go
crazy
like
sicko
Go
stand
on
the
front
lines
And
pick
up
on
the
signs
of
war
time
One
time
makes
strange
days
Now
we
run
wild
in
the
fields
with
the
blade
Come
take
a
stand,
my
man
Or
end
up
in
aim
of
steel
rain
Shots,
puncture
wounds,
straight
pain
Ain't
no
time
to
explain
The
action
that
caused
the
chain
reaction
Explode,
the
whole
world
red
code
Truth
gets
sparked,
you
lay
cold
And
watch
this
revolution
unfold
(Sick
Jacken)
Ghetto
street
pavement
shelters
static
And
harbor
the
spark
of
automatic
weapons
Setting
the
tragic
funeral
traffic
Congested
on
the
highway
Planet
caravan
for
respect
before
you
lay
Why
wait
continue
the
killing
On
barren
fields
that
yield
no
real
scrill
How
silly!
Street
clowns
frown
in
bad
times
Which
probably
explains
mad
dogs
and
high
crime
Influx
of
murder
deluxe
to
strike
us
Bust
so
repeated
at
sight
of
cars
my
blocks
ducks
Dodge
bucks
cops
rush,
you're
a
double-sided
target
Scapegoat
strategically
placed,
fate's
out
to
get
you
"You
better
watch
yourself
'Cause
in
the
killing
fields
they
will
get
you"
(Cynic)
An
awful
tragedy
can
rapidly
make
your
life
unhappily
For
living
so
nasty,
it
seems
like
everything
came
crashing
So
you're
main
attraction
of
all
that
fuckin'
blastin'
No
satisfaction
for
livin'
life
so
drastic
A
chain
reaction
of
all
the
bad
that
happens
We
landed
in
an
area
where
crime
goes
on
From
dusk
'til
dawn
Say
a
prayer
before
walking
through
the
killing
fields
Where
shit
is
real
Where
people
die
over
crooked
drug
deals
Can
you
feel
living
ill
depending
on
your
steel
To
make
that
dollar
bill,
robbing
people
for
cheap
thrills
Kill
at
will
is
taught
in
his
life
of
dark,
raised
like
hogs
Danger
lies
in
the
streets
and
ghetto
parks
Lives
are
marked
by
a
deadly
art
(Sick
Duke)
Soldier,
don't
ever
stop
war
'Til
the
fuckin'
battle's
over,
yeah
Come
down
with
intent
to
drown
In
the
madness
filled
with
sadness,
frown
I
know,
as
soon
as
I
roam
Paths
of
destruction
through
psyclones
Blow
telephones
and
microphones
All
form
of
communication
gone
Through
they
run
around
murder
bound
War
time
folk
are
found
in
downtown
(Chorus)
In
the
killing
fields
I
run
with
my
steel
You
better
recognize
the
war's
here
for
real
You
might
murder
against
your
will
And
some
run
around
with
intent
to
kill
I
swear
to
uphold
my
mission
And
that's
to
fight
to
the
bloody
finish
Through
the
whole
war
I
hold
the
position
Madman
troop
fold
opposition
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