Babylon Babylon
I see you Babylon and on and on Graven images, idols and false icons I'm seeking wisdom Solomon But my antenae on picking up evil transmissions
At headquarters I my mission Blow up the ruler of the air like fission So I analyze my weapons, lazer rifles that Shoot wisdom, I think I see enemy warriors
Fragile heathens tryin' to run like mayors So with brotha's that punks I set up bombs to destroy the strong holds of Babylon
Babylon Babylon Babylon Babylon Babylon breathe Babylon breathe
Babylon Babylon Babylon breathe Babylon Babylon breathe Babylon
We be under grace, a righteous minority Decadent culture make you forget your priority down by the movement, soldiers who will serve ya Open to be used by God, you like Medo-Persia
of all kingdoms, live evil, purified hurrah take you down Don't look back, overthrown you Sodom And arm of the law guilty of all crimes I be like the Prophet Isiah
Predict your fall over 150 times, got rhymes you never use For the purpose you be using, dance over your fields Present day Iraq lies in ruins lies Schemes, persuasions bumrushed Get crushed by us, this invasion
Babylon Babylon Babylon breathe breathe Babylon Babylon Babylon
Babylon breathe Babylon Babylon Babylon Babylon Babylon Babylon
Look to the sky, heed the 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, the warning The is coming, the shadow is coming Look to the sky, the warning The shadow is coming, the shadow is to the sky, heed the warning The shadow is coming, the 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 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 Death The plagues are coming, the plagues are I feel the breath of the Beast
Misled bureaucracy, of hypocrisy I gotta pulse, looking for a true democracy Destruction, now walls have fallen Just here waiting for the train to Zion
Sit down in the dust, Babylon without a To call own is 47:1 The city has fallen, she has Golden images of its God lie on the ground