Welcome To The Terrordome Lyrics - Desire - Pharoahe Monch

[Intro - talking] 

(*voice being scratched*) 

In a time when we're spending billions of dollars in a war to control oil in Iraq 

3, 000 soldiers have come home in coffins 

Hundreds of thousands of Iraq civilians have lost their lives 

Our brothers and sisters in New Orleans are left homeless and hungry 

They murdered Sean Bell 

They murdered Amadou Diallo 

They murdered Timothy Stansbury 

And it's time to say NO MORE! 

NO MORE!, NO MORE!, NO MORE!, NO MORE! 

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[Verse 1] 

I got so much trouble on my mind, refuse to lose 

Here's your ticket (uh), hear the drummer get wicked 

The crew to you to push the back to Black 

Attack so I sat and japped, then slapped the Mac 

Now I'm ready to mike it (huh) 

Hear my favoritism roll "Oh" 

Never be a brother like to go solo 

Lazer, anastasia, maze ya 

Ways to blaze your brain and train ya 

The way I'm livin, forgiven, what I'm givin up 

X on the flex (hear me now) 

I don't know about later 

As for now I know how to avoid the paranoid 

Man I've had it up to here 

Gear I wear got 'em goin in fear 

Rhetoric said, it read just a bit ago 

Not quittin, it signed the hard rhymer 

Work to keep from gettin jerked 

Changin some ways, to way back in the better days 

Raw metaphysically bold, never follow the code 

Still dropped a load 

Never question what I am, God knows 

Cause it's comin from the heart 

What I got better get some (um hum) 

Hustler of culture 

Snakebitten, been spit in the face 

But the rhymes keep fittin 

Respects been givin, how's ya livin? 

Now I can't protect a pad off the defect 

Check the record of reckon 

An intentional wreck 

Played off as some intellect 

Made the call, took the fall, broke the laws 

Not my fault that they're fallin off 

Known as fair square, throughout my years 

So I growl at the livin foul 

Black to the bone my home is your home 

So welcome to the Terrordome 

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[Break] - w/ ad libs 

Come on down (get down) 

You can get it, get it, get it, get it 

Come on down ... 

You can get it, get it, get it, get it 

Get down 

You can get it, get it, get it, get it 

[Verse 2] 

There's a hole in an apple, an apple has been rotten 

Scheme like a clan, I plan like Bin Laden 

Supreme, screen writer, slit, script editor 

Drop the LP, many hit like Nesbula 

7 years later, it's the year of the Gods 

United States government is just the facade 

The Catholic church got ties with the Mob 

I see it all like "The Wizard of Oz" 

Now there's a yellowbrick road, the fame which is yours 

If you only had a brain, you would know who you are 

Poison your ventilation, cut your education 

Secret information, world domination 

Take over reservations 

Trigger the energies in the oceans for tsunmais to control the population 

Eyes of the sky, hit an observation 

if your over 65 we'll take over your medication 

Like give me that (give me that), form a line (form a line) 

Go to war (go to war), press rewind 

Cause when I get mad, I put it down on the pad 

Give you somethin that you never had 

Controllin, fear of high rollin 

God bless your soul and keep livin 

Black to the bone, my home is your home 

Well welcome to the Terrordome 

[Break] - w/ ad libs 

Come on down (get down) 

Get it, get it, get it, get it ... 

Come on down 

Get it, get it, get it, get it ... 

Get it, get it, get it, get it ... (*echoed until end*)