Order Through Chaos

The simplest shit ain抰 plain to see
 Chaos floods the life on these streets
 Took a wrong turn on burned concrete
 And now the enemy dies for free
 Real young guns are kept firing
 And the clowns that are holding it down are smiling
 We kill our own and bring sirens
 And act out the ultimate plans of fighting
 Chaos serves as smoke repeated hoax to screen
 We lose control confused in the midst of staged scenes
 Media invented unrelented reports presented
 Often enough to make us think our world抯 tormented
 Sentenced by the momentous news of feuds we side and choose
 Use weapons and step in the trap we lose
 Pick up wars designed to scar and kill ours
 All because the broadcast flashed ghetto stars
 How much television you watch you tube whores?
 Keep score and wake up or they抣l do it some more
 Crazy times and wild headlines
 Document the city routine with hard rhymes
 Blinded street teams clash
 And push our message across the news flash
 Baldheads are sick minded
 And anyone who crosses the path is found dead
 Through TV set nonsense
 We sit and fit as the face of violence
 (CHORUS)
 We roam the streets all lost
 And get caught up in a world of chaos
 Survive or defeat concrete jungle
 Ex-out the weak order out of wild streets
 We roam the streets all lost
 And get caught up in a world of chaos
 Survive or defeat concrete jungle
 Ex-out the weak order out of wild streets
 They keep order by making street corners gang borders
 Beating down king and setting the theme for riot starters
 Cop quarters can抰 maintain the disorder
 So they call the National Guard to come strike harder
 Rolling deep headed for Florence and Normandy where all you see
 Building on fire chaos on Roman streets
 Hope is cheap sold by the local thief relief from the common grief
 Served on a platter shatter your smallest dreams
 Pig chiefs are referees on gladiator fields
 We抮e too busy dodging the sword truth stays unrevealed
 Sealed all filled in the federal cabinets
 Classified order through chaos for world inhabitants
 Can you survive these real hard times?
 Wild confrontations of mine, well, alright
 We go to the streets at night
 And fight in the sick-ass side show of mine
 We play the government role
 And straight up fuckin? smoke the rival
 We plan you will fall
 And leave you wasted on arrival
 CHORUS (x1)