Vietnow Lyrics

(Ch) turn on tha radio, nah fuck it Turn it off, fear is your only God On tha radio, na fuck it, turn it off Turn on tha radio, nah fuck it Turn it off, fear is your only God On tha radio, nah fuck it Your savior's my guillotine, crosses And kerosine Merge on tha networks, slangin' nerve gas Up jump tha boogie then bang, Let 'em hang While the paranoid try to stuff tha void Let's capture this am mayhem Undressed, and blessed by tha lord Tha power pendulum swings by thaUmbilical cord Shcok around tha clock, from noon 'Til noon Men grabbin' they mics, and stuff 'em into tha Womb Terror tha product ya push Well I'm a truth addict, Ioh shit I got a head Rush Tha sheep tremble an here come tha votes Thrown from tha throat, new cages an scapegoats Undressen and blessed by tha lord Tha same devil that ran around managua wit a Sword Check tha new style that ollie found I tune in wit a bullet ta shut down Tha devil sound Tha program of vietnow Flex tha cerebellum fire Somebody gotta shell 'em Those evil angels lists, hittin' tha am Playlist, paid ta say this That one inhuman, illegal, single woman, tha one Wit out a room The transmissions wippin' our backs Comin' down like bats from stacy coon Terror, tha product you push Well I am a truth addict, oh shit I got a head Rush Tha sheeps tremble an here come tha votes Thrown from tha troat, new cage and scapegoats One caution tha mics a detonator unwound ta Shutdown tha devil sound Check tha heads bow in vietnow Is all tha world jails and churches ?