7a3 Lucifer Lyrics

Lucifer Lyrics

[ VERSE 1: Bret E.B. ]

 World, wake up, can't you see what's goin on

 We all live in sin and say the other man is wrong

 But yo, in the '80s, this world is out of hold

 Cause man hates himself, but he loves the battlezone

 Ignorance is on the loose

 The color of my skin could put my neck in a noose

 Yo, my brain is haunted from the hate and violence

 And everywhere I rock I see they take a code of silence

 Said in the Bible that my Savior died

 Yet other than me, they say the Lord has lied

 People walkin like zombies, they never know

 What they're doin,, what they're seein, 

 what they're hearin, where they're goin

 It seems to me that the nature of man

 Is to abolish all the knowledge that he can understand

 Livin with Lucifer, yo, you better cease

 Cause it's all about peace

 

 [ VERSE 2: Bret E.B. ]

 Wise but still wonderin, all of the blunderin

 My soul is drenched in blood and the sky is thunderin

 Subject to all discrepancies

 Is a man who chooses his enemies

 ???? all the blessings or the color of his shirt

 My enemy is chosen when a animal is hurt

 The honor of the tiger can destroy the man

 But he fights to the death till he cannot stand

 Satan has prophets such as Hitler

 We use human flesh to paint a picture

 So many died, so many cried

 By a German maniac, is to live out a lie

 ????? warrior magic of a ?magician?

 Producin death, the nuclear technician

 Man disrespects his woman and whose mind is fair

 Are the only ones who speak and show that they care

 Others turn their heads and they say it's a shame

 But they live in a ???? so tell me who's to blame

 You're livin with Lucifer, yo, you better cease

 It's all about peace

 

 [ VERSE 3: Bret E.B. ]

 In 1984 the devil opened the door

 For the next 7 years the Earth he shall explore

 King Jr., a noble man who believed in peace

 Must've thought he was wrong, so his life had to cease

 Hate is a necessity and love is a choice

 Men are persecuted if they choose to voice

 Their opinion, see, the world's so opinonated

 This is fact, not fiction that I just stated

 Don't know it all, but understand a lot

 Boy is playin in the sand and in his head he's shot

 By another brother who had brought the tool

 He was robbin a sister for her dookie gold

 Children subjected to satanic rituals

 Run demonic ways which they make habitual

 Spend a million dollars on a Super Bowl

 Meanwhile a child is starvin only three years old

 Classy anglosaxons, filthy white trash

 Dancin jiggaboos, high yellow ass

 Seems that the world is so stereotypical

 We turn on our own, that's somewhat hypocritical

 You're livin with Lucifer, boy, you better cease

 It's all about peace

 

 And all we are sayin, my brothers

 Is give peace a chance