Warriors

Produced by Joe Murray
Instrumental By Sinima Beats


Lyrics

Intro

“I will not make any deals with you. I will not be pushed, filed, stamped, indexed, briefed, debriefed or numbered. My life is my own.”

Yea! Come on! As we enter the final stages of the dark new world order, I only have one question, where’s all the warriors at?

Ayo wake up we’re under attack
By some vampiric psychopaths who believe they own us
Soulless machine minds that lack empathy
Steadily and systematically shiftin’ the world dramatically
Radically, never switchin’ their strategy
At it twenty four seven every day of the week
To keep their thing goin’ and bank on you stayin’ asleep
Only way they can keep their entrenched systems of control
Is by you remaining ignore-ant, submissive to their throws for power
As they claw in every aspect of your life
And are met with no resistance and don’t expect you to fight
Hypnotize you with distractions
Political theatrics
Keeping You fluorinated, sedated and inactive
Trapped in cognitive dissonance doin’ mental gymnastics
Just to try to justify the actions of your masters
Lackin’ the knowledge to understand your rights
Fuck’s it goin’ to take for you to stand and fight?

(Ch)
This is a calling for the warriors
The ones who read through the lines
And see through the lies and realize that these are the times
Calling the warriors
Those loaded with knowledge and acknowledge that the existence of the state is the problem
This is for the warriors
True seeka’s and truth speaka’s
Bullshit proof, I send a salute through ya speaka’s
Calling the warriors
The ones who stand in their divinity
Loaded up and ready to die for liberty
This is a calling for the warriors

Yea the few and far between
Dealin’ with the dead unconsciously co-creating this horror scene
Allowin’ these cowards the power to run rampant on our lives
Trample on our rights
As we strive to be an example of the light
And expose the workings of this hidden hand operatin’ behind the scenes
Blindin’ them by the memes
Tryin’ to seize total control by any means
In this occult priesthood they constitute
Placin’ their prostitute politicians in apparent decision makin’ positions
There to alter the public’s vision and cause division
While their blind to the ones who pull their strings
Get duped and drink the Kool aid every four years and are stupid enough to think
That the state will ever free em from the state
You keep on waitin’ to be saved you’ll be waitin’ in your chains
As the world continues to turn to hell around you and you watch the end of freedom
So get the fuck out our way, let us do what needs to be done

(Ch)
This is a calling for the warriors
The ones who read through the lines
And see through the lies and realize that these are the times
Calling the warriors
Those loaded with knowledge and acknowledge that the existence of the state is the problem
This is for the warriors
True seeka’s and truth speaka’s
Bullshit proof, I send a salute through ya speaka’s
Calling the warriors
The ones who stand in their divinity
Loaded up and ready to die for liberty
This is a calling for the warriors

Outro

“Believe me when I say we have a difficult time ahead of us. But if we are to be prepared for it, we must first shed our fear of it!”

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