Babylon Babylon
I see you Babylon and on and on Graven images, golden idols and false I'm wisdom like Solomon But my antenae keeps on picking up transmissions
At headquarters I my mission Blow up the ruler of the air like nuclear So I analyze my weapons, lazer rifles that Shoot wisdom, I think I see enemy warriors
Fragile tryin' to run stuff like mayors So brotha's that snuff punks I set up bombs to destroy the strong holds of Babylon
Babylon Babylon breathe Babylon Babylon Babylon breathe Babylon
Babylon Babylon Babylon breathe Babylon breathe Babylon breathe
We be tribes under grace, a righteous Decadent culture you forget your spiritual priority down by the movement, soldiers who will serve ya Open to be used by God, destroy you Medo-Persia
Jewel of all kingdoms, live evil, purified hurrah you down Don't back, overthrown you like Sodom And arm of the law guilty of all crimes I be like the great Isiah
Predict fall over 150 times, got rhymes you could never use For the purpose you be using, I'll dance over your Present day still lies in ruins lies Schemes, backstab persuasions Get by us, this rescue invasion
Babylon breathe Babylon breathe Babylon breathe breathe Babylon
Babylon Babylon Babylon Babylon breathe Babylon Babylon breathe
Look to the sky, heed the The is coming, the shadow is coming Look to the sky, heed the The is coming, the shadow is coming to the sky, heed the warning The shadow is coming, the shadow is Look to the sky, the warning The is coming, the shadow is coming
to the sky, heed the warning The is coming, the shadow is coming Look to the sky, the warning The shadow is coming, the shadow is Look to the sky, heed the The shadow is coming, the shadow is Look to the sky, the warning The shadow is coming, the is coming
The plagues are coming, the are coming I the breath of the Death Beast The are coming, the plagues are coming I the breath of the Death Beast The plagues are coming, the are coming I feel the breath of the Beast The are coming, the plagues are coming I feel the breath of the Death
Misled bureaucracy, full of I steel pulse, looking for a true democracy Destruction, now your have fallen Just here waiting for the train to Zion
Sit down in the dust, Babylon a throne To call own is 47:1 The city has fallen, she has images of its God lie shattered on the ground