Fruits of Babylon

I grew from babylon soil,
 born to consume and destroy
 i know that cash is king
 i breath cocaine, bleed oil
 made to rise above all, success' my ultimate goal
 i do what it takes and bring you down if i fall
 handle my business with war, attack the poor, while praising the lord
 raised to be raw, but act polite - for the show
 let the cameras roll, i got no doubt or regrets
 life off thousands of deaths, keep no promises - only threats
 You politicians preaching your vision of the truth
 never cared about us and our point of view
 cus your campaigns only promote the killing fields
 children cry but you do't hear,
 people die but you can't see
 cus war is big biz the big guys get rich
 livin' off the poor and gain money on sick kids
 it's a show for those who can afford the price
 but turn that shit off i won't let you gamble with my life
 We don't need a weather man to know wich way the wind blows
 - cold wind blowing
 we don't need your politicians to know which way to go
 - we don't need you'all
 we don't need your teachers, leave the kids alone
 - hey leave them alone
 and we don't need the poisonous fruits of babylon
 Babylon
 - always recruiting, plotting
 babylon
 - but yo, my crew been watching
 babylon
 - and if your roots forgotten
 babylon
 - then your fruits will rotten
 I drink away my pain, on top of the food cain
 the fast life, fast lane, view people as loose change
 piss champange, not really hungry - but i'm eating
 grow fat for no reason and though it's hot my hearts freezing
 Look into the mirror do you see what i see?
 i'm a reflection of your actions and will always be
 the result of your plans, the breed of your scams
 and i'll forever be a prisoner of your land
 Hey i'm the good guy, modern man, enlightened, i understand
 y'all don't seem to get it, why should i care about a foreign land?
 you with me or against me, fight for the love of money
 join me in this good life, sell your soul for blood money
 We don't need a weather man to know wich way the wind blows
 - can't stop the tidal wave
 we don't need your politicians to know which way to go
 - ya, you misslead us
 we don't need your teachers, leave the kids alone
 -?
 and we don't need the poisonous fruits of babylon
 I don't vote, i cut a politician's throat
 hang him withe same rope as i do the pope
 cus i see the hope in the eyes of our children
 i won't go for your bribes or your millions
 cus i see no future in the lies and the killings
 we all saw what happend to the financial buildings
 it's all for a reason wether right or wrong
 somebody felt their people had been dying to long
 Revenge, retaliation and stupid pride
 on both sides
 so we keep losing lives
 worldwide, i sing this one for our mothers
 take a sec to recollect just how much they love us...
 We don't need a weather man to know wich way the wind blows
 - i know i've said it before
 we don't need your politicians to know which way to go
 - and i'm gonna say it again
 we don't need your teachers, leave the kids alone
 - leave the kids alone
 and we don't need the poisonous fruits of babylon
 Come'on!
 Babylon - always recruiting, plotting
 babylon - but yo, my crew been watching
 babylon - and if your roots forgotten
 babylon - then your fruits will rotten
 Babylon, recruiting, plotting
 babylon, my crew been watching
 if your roots forgotten, then your fruits will rotten