_____________________________________________________________________________ part of Body Count CORNER | http://ooo.square7.net/bodycount/ _____________________________________________________________________________ The End Game I was reading the news the other day, they called me a Gangster I've never robbed to starve the entire countries I've never committed genocide, on entire races of people I've never dropped my bombs and killed innocent women and children Whose the fucking GANGSTER?!! The End Game motherfucker get your shit tight Shit right, listen, it's a mission to keep us in the dark Keep us apart, keep us throwing poisonous darts Enter the black room, cash rules everything son Nobody's your friend, fool, go for your guns Trust no one, money buys souls and lives Brothers and wives, alibis, many will die Fucking with the quick to get you niggaz Demons from hell! [hook] Their rooms are oval, their plan is global They make pawns of men, in the name of god they keep us apart I don't know about you but I don't hate as much as they do I'm just trying to live and shit Motherfuckers best pray that they don't blow us all away WHO? WHO? - The power hungry fools on the hill Before they lose they'll push the fucking button Explode the air! - Winter and black rain, they play The End Game Motherfuckers take what they can take, motherfucking snakes They stole this land we live on, and kill to keep Then they lied in the school books and rocked us to sleep We're just lambs here waiting for the blood bath baby Hitman army, Hitman Navy Moved by the wicked hands of money not love No one knows the secrets, it's an evil mix man Hold your breath pray for death, that's the only truth left [hook] I ain't never done shit to your country of fame Don't want your oil man, don't want your land The people that your beefing with are not my friends They hate me too, and they want me to hate you It's the evilest of mixes keep the people twisted Power mongers on earth, they trade life for dirt It ain't the people of this planet, it's the kings and their courts And they do what they gotta do cause murder's their sport [hook, x2]