die, let's let history decide. and as i cross it, i chase aeneas back to his ships, i bring the rhythm back to the hips. and as rome is consumed, as
Übersetzung: Million Dead. Der Aufstieg und Niedergang.
die, Let's let history decide. And as I cross it, I chase aeneas back to his ships, I bring the rhythm back to the hips. And as Rome is consumed,
Of sights unseen and voices unheard And finally the bomb gets the last word Christians killed Muslims, and Germans killed Jews And everybody's bodies are used and
and flakes And grown men actin like teenagers, we raisin the stakes What'cha know about words I throw around When I say it loud better know that I'm black and
pays a heavy price to the falling Gods of speed and steel Oh time is short and the days are sweet And passion rules the arrow that flies A million faces
't ease the thirst for revenge Rise onto decadence straying from the golden path to the black abyss Where a million of dead thoughts roam, it is the apocalypse
Yesterday's girl is not what you see It's a terrible case of mistaken identity The sun likes to rise and the moon likes to fall And that's kinda like
throw your hands from side to side It's party time and don't forget get yours, 'cause I'ma get mine The villain 'til I'm peelin' a million Ridin' dirty and
Listen it ain't no stopping I gotta hustle, cop it and make it double Try to stop it and touch it I'ma cock it and bust it Niggaz fuck it up tryna
and Buddy Holly the rise and fall of Owen Hart the beauty of Marilyn Monroe the creative sounds of Jimmy Hendrix the innovations of Joey Ramone the power of Phil Lident, JFK and
and human, Have been unscrupulously exploited. Peoples' pride and dignity is burnt in Napalm And hand-held flame-throwers. The poor and underprivileged
Strategize now we unified brothers on the rise And we can't stop [Chorus: Young Noble & Stormy] No way no how we got to keep moving And putting it down
release, my falls increase Sweet release, I'm not that strong Sex machine will break you down Strip you clean and take your crown Wasted nights rise and fall
Reagan and the pope face assassins' Bullets and escape with their lives. But in Cairo Sadat dies in a hail of automatic fire From brixton to Belfast riots rage and
Gotta hustle and grind, keep the money on your mind Summertime all hoods, blow up and shine Got everything they ever built, everything they ever made And
you hear our calls We'll die for you oh lord of death We await the day when the curtain of night Will fall and never rise The dead shall rise again Pleasure
like a thief in the night A tribulation, seven years The prophet's right the end is near The written fall of Babylon All believers dead and gone Chosen
