ZenLand

[Zen]

Do You Ever Feel Like....

Breakin necks and snatchin purses and takin techs and blastin persons
And creatin sets for mass insurgents to start drastic purges
To smash the courage of Heaven's sects by crashin churches
No time to yearn the loss cuz I'm burnin mosques and turnin the cross
On it's head, God is dead, It's time for the return of the boss
No more words thats false or being concerned with loss
No more hopin for riches while the poor cope in ditches
Shit, Cover Wall Street with ferns and moss
Eternal Garden startin, ZenLand's open for business

Here, There's no downtrodden's pleas. Here, We all got what we need
Here, There's no cops we're freed. Here, we're not locked by greed

So break the chains and take the reins, Take aim and spray their brains,
They ain't usin 'em anyway and anyday they'll place the blame on you for things they "can't change"
Like the war on crime that they pour in our mind, When the CIA is main damn gang
They betray our needs, They want you to pray and plead
Well I ain't gonna rephrase my speech, Because one day we'll meet
And I'll slay those peeps with proud scholars turned to brave soldiers
They say we're free when the founding fathers were slaveholders

Fuck 'em