the 6’oclock news got me paranoid, suspicious of any tan man who walks with a turban think the mans plans to have new york burnin so i spit the blam blam where he stores his learnin and y’all can blame the newscaster while i aim for a new disaster, an arab name is who i’m after american history’s new chapter the end, defendin a mystery of a fools matter george bush comes up, and the towers come down george bush runs amuck, and the power goes down george bush don’t give a fuck, as the hour comes around so george bush gets bucked as i shower off a round a man’s clapped for his causes and send an instant message cause theres anthraxx in the post office i’m tryin to put a pack in both bosses sadamm and george w, celebrity ghost corpses
hook: psychological warfare...it doesn’t matter get them all scared psychological lies…it doesn’t matter let them die psychological warfare...it doesn’t matter get them all scared psychological lies…it doesn’t matter let them all die
2nd verse i hailed a yellow cab on mac street and maccobe and left a time bomb in the back seat to explode for the agent dispatching the code and for the taliban man who did exactly what he was told made my way to the fbi lobby in a bullet proof with 2 semi automatics on me splattered them in a manner that was ungodly and showed the federal party what i learned playin atari now i’m hittin the 6’oclock news desk and gave kaity tong 2 bullet wounds to her chest snatched up tom browkaw, the blam poked his jaw the desert storm before the calm is what he saw that’s for ya fuckin terror alert warning and… that’s for always showin the world trade fallin and.. that’s for makin people look evil in palastine and… that’s for blamin hip hop for every street crime
hook: psychological warfare...it doesn’t matter get them all scared psychological lies…it doesn’t matter let them die psychological warfare...it doesn’t matter get them all scared psychological lies…it doesn’t matter let them all die
3rd verse i’m in a war fightin the law knowin i gotta rhyme unsightful core and i’m controllin ya hollow mind despite the wall i’m showin ya how to climb standin with michael more bowlin for colombine they grip you with fear, then spit death in ya ear shed a tear for them to quit, and they’ll put lead in ya rear i thought we was after bin ladden, now we savin iraq fought terror with bombin they keep changin the facts take the money from health care, put it towards warfare draft the nigas on welfare and kill ‘em off there the government searches iraq for weapons and bomb threats same government put crack and weapons in the projects bagdad bob the histerical threat another joke, hey george…find any chemical weapons yet? wanted to steal the oil from sadaam was the plan, using god as a scam it’s just a vietnam in the sand
hook: psychological warfare...it doesn’t matter get them all scared psychological lies…it doesn’t matter let them die psychological warfare...it doesn’t matter get them all scared psychological lies…it doesn’t matter let them all die