Captain High Top - The Warriors Lyrics

I judge myself, never another man
It ain't the goal to create all these funerals
All the fallen brothers through the promise land
The colors spread throughout the whole spectrum
This is the true street military anthem
Eastside, Westside, Northside, Southside
We are all seperated from this historical lie
They want us to die but we want eachother to die, huh?

Brothers in arms, that is what we are
Come together and we'll see very far
Money makes this world go around
Money makes us motherf*ckers hit the ground
An endless pissing match hungry for power
When around the next corner is our darkest hour
Money will be gone and we'll be A human antennae
Electro-shock therapy and we should have known better

I respect every one from every walk of life
We had no control in what was put in our sight
We make the best with what cards we were dealt
Good or bad influence led to how we felt
But we can change it all
We can laugh and love like kids again
We can turn away from all of our sins, kin
But here's the last call
Repent for the wickedness
The father knows our hearts
Change the past and reach the stars

Brothers in arms, that is what we are
Come together and we'll see very far
Money makes this world go around
Money makes us motherf*ckers hit the ground
An endless pissing match hungry for power
When around the next corner is our darkest hour
Money will be gone and we'll be A human antennae
Electro-shock therapy and we should have known better

World war three is on it's way; prophecy
Curse the devil in us away
The sky is coming down people
While we're rolling in the shit of our own steeple, uh
Hearts hard but we can make 'em soft
Believe brothers, best believe
Let's rebel against the centuries of lies
Instead of poppin' bottles with the Lord of the flies

Brothers in arms, that is what we are
Come together and we'll see very far
Money makes the world go around
Money makes us motherf*ckers hit the ground
An endless pissing match hungry for power
When around the next corner is our darkest hour
Money will be gone and we'll be A human antennae
Electro-shock therapy and we should have known better

Do you know any better?
Killuminati