Napalm (C.O.W.) (feat. Immortal Technique) - Da Circle, Immortal Technique

Napalm, fire storm, industry melt down

Got em' runnin' around seekin' salvation underground

Decadence and negligence paralyzed the economic infrastructure, weaker than it

ever been

The consequence, now anarchy rules

Jacob playin' hot potatoes, droppin' his jewels

Watchin' these fools abandon truth when they rhyme

They hang around Flav’s neck, they all big-time

Mainstream’s encrypted with a virus

Hijacked like an oil tanker by Somali pirates

Adorn the battle armor of a verbal assassin

Settin' off napalm, with murderous passion

Genocidal fall-out, martyrs, casualties

Krylon tapestries, ashes and memories

This is the frontline, this is the dead zone

Barely alive or in a box is how you head home

This is napalm, Greek fire, white phosphorous

Justified genocide, judgements days politics

Preach life and liberty but give the world the opposite

So I play Jesus casting devils out the populace

We are all casualties of war

We are all casualties of war

We are all casualties of war

We are all casualties of war

This be a Rebel Army call: «Send assault in!»

Slice you like I’m Sultan, scorch you like molten

Lava, spit it to the heavens like a geyser

Bitch niggas strip from my violence like the Gaza

Lethal transcriber, calm voice and wordplay

Build a cult following, call me Slimothy McVeigh

Thoughts get separated, lyrical land mine, beats get detonated

Anybody feelin' liberated get obliterated

Lastin' oppressions from a maniacal depression

The war zone, each lost limb should be a lesson learned

Make you incessantly burn from the fuckin' napalm

You a slacker, see the Rebel Armz my faculty

Underground barracks be the last stand for cavalries

Screws closed, get oxidized like glucose and calories

Stuck in the cell by my 16 bars

Change the P to a C, 'cause you a casualty of war

This is napalm, Greek fire, white phosphorous

Justified genocide, judgements days politics

Preach life and liberty but give the world the opposite

So I play Jesus casting devils out the populace

We are all casualties of war

We are all casualties of war

We are all casualties of war

We are all casualties of war

I never tried to be Jay Z or Big Poppa

I’m underground like them dead children buried in Gaza

I see through the eyes of a generation yet to be born

I come from an alternate future where freedom is gone

I refuse to pledge allegiance, like Jehovah’s Witnesses

Take your shine and feed off that shit, like photosynthesis

You niggas don’t understand the world that I come from, but you’ll understand

the casualty of war when you become one

Your mother raped by soldiers, gave birth to a brother

Now you understand what it’s like

To hate and love a motherfucker

The chemical structure of food and water corrupted

Children abducted for organ-harvesting production

The function of epidemic sprays that are man-made

Are that genetic upgrades are only given to slaves

So I’m on a crusade, with rocket-propelled grenades

To change history with the Rebel Army brigade, nigga