Artist: One Day As A Lion
Song: If You Fear Dying

the bastard son I spit non fiction
in exile for a while now with raw friction
never be a pawn boomerang be upon you
I'm like fela with my heart in venezuela its a world favela so fuck the novela
I'm out of the cellar with a blade and some cheddar
for the whole new world order you to bow down to the now sound of slavery
the era be terrible terror filled terrified
why would we ever let a few white christian fictions shape our tomorrow
following them cause tomorrow got a gun to its head

time is coming
rising like the dawn of the red sun
if you fear dying then you're already dead

I'm in with the spirit of Ali Toure
as I target more heads than a priest on ash wednesday
paid and hanging you pigs on gold ropes
have the mic or the heater but you cant hold both
you could snatch one and catch the blast of the other
I'm chicano soprano high off my pitch
and I'm a put a crack in your diamond pimp cup so vest up
I'm your cross turned right side up 
I'm the press leak that downed you aide
I'm the orange jumpsuit thats tailor made
I'm the crescent the sickle so sharp the blade
I'm the flick of the shank that opened your veins
I'm the dust I'm the frightening calm
I'm a whole in the pipeline
I'm a roadside bomb

time is coming
rising like the dawn of the red sun
if you fear dying then you're already dead. 

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