Loop Troop - Fruits Of Babylon lyrics

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"I grew from Babylon soil, born to consume and destroy./

I know that cash is king, I breath cocaine, bleed oil./

Made to rise above all, success' my ultimate goal./

I'm a do what it takes, and bring you down if a fall./

Handle my business with war, attack the poor, while praising the lord./

Raised to be raw, but act polite - for the show./

Let the cameras roll, I got no doubts or regrets./

Live off thousands of deaths, keep no promises - only threats/

You politicians preaching your vision of the truth./

Never cared about us and our point of view/

cus your campaigns only promote the killing fields./

Children cry but you don't hear, people die but you can't see/

cus war is big biz the big guys get rich/

livin' off the poor and gain money on sick kids./

It's a show for those who can afford the price/

but turn that shit off I won't let you gamble with my life!

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We don't need a weather man to know which way the wind blows./ We don't need your politicians to know which way to go./ We don't need your teachers, leave the kids alone,/ and we don't need the poisonous fruits of Babylon

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Babylon - always recruiting plotting./ Babylon - but yo, my crew been watching./ Babylon - and if your roots forgotten./ Babylon - then your fruits will rotten.

I drink away the pain, on top of the food chain./

The fast life, fast lane, view people as loose change./

Piss champagne, not really hungry - but I'm eating,/

Grow fat for no reason, and though it's hot, my hearts freezing/

Look into the mirror do you see what I see?/

I'm a reflection of your actions and will always be/

the result of your plans, the breed of your scams,/

and I'll forever be a prisoner of your land/

Hey, I'm the good guy, modern man, enlightened, I understand./

Y'all don't seem to get it, why should I care about a foreign land?/

You with me or against me, fight for the love of money./

Join me in this good life, sell your soul for blood money

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I don't vote, I cut a politician's throat./

Hang him with the same rope as I do the pope,/

cus I see the hope in the eyes of our children./

I won't go for your bribes of your millions,/

cus I see no future in the lies and the killings./

We all saw what happened to financial buildings./

It's all for a reason whether right or wrong,/

somebody felt their people had been dying to long./

Revenge, retaliation and stupid pride/

on both sides. So we keep losing lives - /

worldwide. I sing this one for our mothers,/

take a sec to recollect just how much they love us...

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