Lucifer

歌詞

World, wake up, can't you see what's goin' on We all live in sin and say the other man is wrong But yo, in the '80s, this world is out of hold 'Cause man hates himself, but he loves the battlezone Ignorance is on the loose The color of my skin could put my neck in a noose Yo, my brain is haunted from the hate and violence And everywhere I rock I see they take a code of silence Said in the Bible that my Savior died Yet other than me, they say the Lord has lied People walkin' like zombies, they never know What they're doin', what they're seein', What they're hearin', where they're goin' It seems to me that the nature of man Is to abolish all the knowledge that he can understand Livin' with Lucifer, yo, you better cease 'Cause it's all about peace Wise but still wonderin', all of the blunderin' My soul is drenched in blood and the sky is thunderin' Subject to all discrepancies Is a man who chooses his enemies [unknown] all the blessings or the color of his shirt My enemy is chosen when a animal is hurt The honor of the tiger can destroy the man But he fights to the death till he cannot stand Satan has prophets such as Hitler We use human flesh to paint a picture So many died, so many cried By a German maniac, is to live out a lie [unknown] warrior magic of a ?magician? Producin' death, the nuclear technician Man disrespects his woman and whose mind is fair Are the only ones who speak and show that they care Others turn their heads and they say it's a shame But they live in a ???? so tell me who's to blame You're livin' with Lucifer, yo, you better cease It's all about peace In 1984 the devil opened the door For the next 7 years the Earth he shall explore King Jr., a noble man who believed in peace Must have thought he was wrong, so his life had to cease Hate is a necessity and love is a choice Men are persecuted if they choose to voice Their opinion, see, the world's so opinionated This is fact, not fiction that I just stated Don't know it all, but understand a lot Boy is playin' in the sand and in his head he's shot By another brother who had brought the tool He was robbin' a sister for her dookie gold Children subjected to satanic rituals Run demonic ways which they make habitual Spend a million dollars on a Super Bowl Meanwhile a child is starvin' only three years old Classy anglosaxons, filthy white trash Dancin jiggaboos, high yellow ass Seems that the world is so stereotypical We turn on our own, that's somewhat hypocritical You're livin' with Lucifer, boy, you better cease It's all about peace And all we are sayin', my brothers Is give peace a chance