A Modern Day City Symphony

(world gone crazy) [Promoe] For hiphop I've got a warm heart that keeps my feet warm But a cold head when it's code red in the streetzone Stockholm [Hook] A modern day city symphony The dying Mother Nature once sang this hymn for me It's all vanity to try and uplift the crowd Ain't no use, no one can stop them now She quoted Bob Marley and I came to the conclusion Total destruction is the only solution Cause no matter what I say, it's too little too late No way that I could ever set this crooked world straight With wordplay, no other means either You think those eyes make me wanna compete (huh) We all losers in this Doctor Mabuse's society With thousands surveillance cameras constantly eyin' me They call it security, I call it conspiracy To commit murder in the name of hypocrisy We can't even see who's hid behind the mask of death There's only one word left, keff [Hook] And it stops, yes it quits For hiphop I've got a warm heart that keeps my feet warm But a cold head when it's code red in the streetzone Stockholm, a modern day city symphony The dying Mother Nature once sang this hymn for me Don't take the shit I say too seriously I'm really a comedian, laughing in the face of misery The industry wants me to be living in apathy So they can rule me more easily But F that, I ain't with that, get the whiplash Smile in your face but turn your ass and I'll kick back Hold down the people too long The people gon' strike back twice as strong On some Vietnam, better yet Vietcong Guerrilla warfare, fucking napalm bombs I clench my palm and fist-fuck the system hard Now you're scared, got security guards That's what you get for keeping the people hungry Don't you know that's bound to bounce back on you ass like bungy A hungry mob is an angry mob Like Bob said on Natty Dread, you afi dead If you try us, David vs Goliath Is the label that I'm on so go buy us My shit is bias, deep underground left-field Rapstyle tactile, something you can feel From the barricades, never sipping Alizé Suck blood out the downpresser, I'm sorry to say Now you're the prey, your days are numbered Looptroop, we're here to wake you out your slumber Sorry, this ain't no wakeup-call, my mistake Your bed's already burning, it's way to late We celebrate by your deathbed Wishing that a better society will resurrect [Hook]