Текст песни 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