At My Door

Leh we go
I can hear the devil knocking at my door
I hear all his whispers I see all the things that this evil do
Oh how it breaks my heart to the things that these people do
It used to be so much more bout having honour and principle
I think they have taken the things you have written too literal
Lord, I hear the devil knocking at my door
Living past 25 not supposed to feel like a miracle
How did we get to this scary a time it is critical
It's so much deeper, it's spiritual
I hope that they see what we seeing though
Lord, I hear the devil knocking at my door
I hear him, I feel him calling for my soul
When will this madness end, Lord, let me know
But if it is war then it's war, leh we go
So it go
Boom
I kill em every time, I'm the man of the hour
Give me all your money, respect, and the power
Give me all your oil, your gold and your dreams
Say goodbye to all your golden regimes
Flex on the masters, dropping den bombs
We feeding the masses, cropping the farms
Make them believe they cannot be harmed
We burnt down their cities but don't be alarmed
The tales that we feed them is keeping them calm
Let's see what the latest celebrity is saying
Turn on that radio let us hear what is playing
It's funny how a sense of freedom could tame
I can't even blame them
But keep entertaining them and keeping them scared
Keeping them angry, keeping them weird
Anything but aware, cause once they wake up it's good night to the American dream
Hate to say it ain't what it seems
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Here on this villainous scene
No master
Nobody is fleeing the fields
Just once they don't understand it's a crisis, indulge in their vices
Ignore things like ISIS, the price is right
We the ones who have a right to fight
When will they learn there's no such thing as a priceless life
Poor children
We bombed their streets
We must kill them
Lord, I hear the devil Knocking at my door