Slouchin toward babylon
see through the veil
Slouchin toward babylon
see through the veil
they torn down the temple
scattered my people
stolen our books
under their banners of eagles
spreading the gospel of lies
their leaders speak evil and prosper
lately they walk down our streets with their colors
know that we wont treat them hostile
I feel like my people are scared of their power
sometimes a fist is better than talkin
sometimes a fight is your best option
better win or wind like up qadaffi
told em dont talk to me you aint my boss
in all your world there's nothing I want
ain't taking your calls ain't part of your cause
hundreds of thousands have died on a cros
s hundreds of thousands have talked to allah
aint takin your calls aint part of your cause

In the furnace youre made
he aint your friend if he cant relate
struggle but dont want to see you escape
that aint a friend that's a fake
negative vibes from looks on their face
tellin you lies and can't look in your face
i'm cuttin em of
f you stuck in a maze
when I was on stage and they loved me
I heard you was wishing I flopped
I know all the reasons you bitter with envy
cause I can be something you're not
I know all your plots
i'm closing the door and i'm checking the locks
i'm takin the loss, crossin it off
these kids would kill their own dogs
damn, an all that's a shame
these doctors dont know what's wrong with your brain
maybe your moms, maybe cocaine
maybe you mad because you missed your plane
and nothing will change, you stuck in your lane
you stuck in your place like they frozen the frame
you should be honest for once in your life
but I know that aint in your veins

dive in my time machine
talkin to seraphim
part of its tragedy
part of its mandolin
life as a burn out put all the work out call that a work out
told me dont worry promise it works out
i'm getting older can't find no work now
back in the days I didnt mind
cause who could say that I didnt grind
pocket a crumbs to pocket a ones
thought I was tough cause I bought some chucks
when I was young the world was open
every day passes the world is closing
how can you hate me you dont even know me
cause of my look or the way I been chosen
stay wavy like oceans, drinkin that yuengling
stay in the lab with the shure sm7
everything real like films in my memory
just like the seventies
feelin the pressure
the wicked can rise but I stay on the level
an I seen her dance
bathed in the moonlight, I seen her dance