[ Featuring Saint Levant ]
Ya Hamoodeh, hatt el baroudeh
Hatt el baroudeh, hatt el baroudeh
Go and get the - to defend us from the bitter spiteful
The cowardly and the frightful that keep us in a vicious cycle
In the home of the holy ones, truth get you shot at the podium
They might pull out the polonium, envious hearts full of sodium
They kill us and leave us in trenches
This ain't a conflict, it's a conflict of interest
They stealin' our organs, cue the organs
Tombstones made of rubble
Tombstones made of rubble
Tombstones made of rubble
Tombstones made of rubble
