Wastelands
This is war with no weapons, marching with no steppingMurder with no killing, illin' every directionFirst, no sequel, do the math, no equalJohn with no YokoMore power, less peopleAnd no, I'm not afraid of that, print in your paperbackEvery rap is made in fact, to act as a delayed attackEvery phrase a razor blade that's saved until they play it backTo slay and leave 'em laying on the pavement, bang, fade to black
In the wastelands of today,When there's nothing left to loseAnd there's nothing more to takeBut you force yourself to chooseIn the wastelands of todayWhere tomorrow disappearsWhile the future slips awayAnd your hope turns into fearIn the wastelands of today
Roll credits, you get it, the show's done,They're talking for just talkin,But meaning they got none,None of 'em come proper, they talk like a shotgunBut how many got bred with integrity, not oneSo no, I'm not afraid to see these suckers hold a blade to me,Ain't no way to shake the ground I built before you came to be,Take it how you take it, I'm the opposite of vacancy,And this is not negotiation, y'all can hate and wait and see!
In the wastelands of today,When there's nothing left to loseAnd there's nothing more to takeBut you force yourself to chooseIn the wastelands of todayWhere tomorrow disappearsWhile the future slips awayAnd your hope turns into fearAnd your hope turns into fearIn the wastelands of today (x2)
In the wastelands of today
In the wastelands of today