Vietnow Lyrics

Turn on tha radio, nah fuck it, turn if off, fear is your only god
On tha radio, nah 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 kerosene
Merge on the network, slangin nerve gas
Up jump tha boogie then bang
Let em hang, while tha paranoid
Try to stuff the void, lets capture this a m mayhem
Undressed and blessed by the lord
Tha power pendulum swings by the umbilical cord
Shock around tha clock from noon till noon
Men grabbin tha mics and stuff em into the womb
Terror's tha product ya push
Well im a truth addict oh shit I gotta head rush
Sheep tremblin here come tha votes
Thrown from tha throats, new cages and scapegoats
Undressed and blessed by tha lord
Tha same devil that ran around managua with a sword
Check out the style that ollie found, I tune it wit a bullet
To shut down tha devil sound
Programs of vietnow
Flex tha cerebullum, fire
Somebody gotta shell em
Those evil angel lists, hittin tha am playlist
Payed to say this
That one inhuman, illegal, single woman
Tha one wit out a room
The transmissions wippin our backs
Coming down like bats from stacy coon
Terror's tha product ya push
Well im a truth addict oh shit I gotta a head rush
Tha sheep trembling here come tha votes
Thrown from the throat, new cages an scapegoats
One caution a mics a detonator
Unwound ta shut down tha devil sound
Check the heads bow in vietnow
Is all the world jails and churches?
Fear is your only god