Babylon Babylon
I see you people and on and on Graven images, golden idols and false I'm seeking wisdom Solomon But my antenae keeps on up evil transmissions
At headquarters I receive my Blow up the ruler of the air like nuclear So I my weapons, lazer guided rifles that Shoot spiritual wisdom, I think I see warriors
Fragile heathens tryin' to run like mayors So with brotha's that punks I set up time to destroy the strong holds of Babylon
Babylon Babylon breathe Babylon Babylon Babylon Babylon breathe
Babylon breathe breathe Babylon Babylon Babylon Babylon Babylon
We be tribes under grace, a minority culture make you forget your spiritual priority Back by the movement, soldiers who will serve ya Open to be by God, destroy you like Medo-Persia
Jewel of all kingdoms, live evil, hurrah take you down look back, overthrown you like Sodom And arm of the law guilty of all crimes I be like the Prophet Isiah
Predict your fall 150 times, got rhymes you could never use For the you be using, I'll dance over your fields Present day still lies in ruins lies Schemes, backstab bumrushed Get crushed by us, this invasion
Babylon breathe Babylon breathe Babylon Babylon breathe Babylon
Babylon breathe breathe Babylon Babylon breathe breathe Babylon
Look to the sky, heed the The shadow is coming, the shadow is Look to the sky, the warning The shadow is coming, the is coming to the sky, heed the warning The shadow is coming, the shadow is Look to the sky, heed the The is coming, the shadow is coming
Look to the sky, the warning The shadow is coming, the is coming Look to the sky, the warning The is coming, the shadow is coming Look to the sky, heed the The is coming, the shadow is coming to the sky, heed the warning The is coming, the shadow is coming
The plagues are coming, the are coming I feel the breath of the Beast The plagues are coming, the plagues are I the breath of the Death Beast The are coming, the plagues are coming I feel the breath of the Death The are coming, the plagues are coming I feel the breath of the Beast
Misled bureaucracy, of hypocrisy I gotta steel pulse, for a true democracy Destruction, now your walls have Just sitting here waiting for the to Zion
Sit down in the dust, Babylon a throne To your own is 47:1 The has fallen, she has fallen Golden images of its God lie on the ground