From the recording Money
Lyrics
We just dont get it why all its going down
Other people making people making ghost towns
War
No there’s never enough for all y'all
So you create dis big world brawl
War
Conflict presents a get rich scam
Appropriate billions then take what you can
World Population would have made it on though
If it wasn’t for the black heart just like you
Brats of War
Send good men to their end leaving wives alone
Lost little ones in their orphan homes
War
Then children harvested women raped
All coming from your dark hearts of hate
War
Anxiety abounds terror and fear
No concern of yours not even, not even a tear
World Population could make it on though
If it wasn’t for the black hearts just like you
Anxiety abounds terror and fear
No concern of yours not ever a single tear
World Population could make it on through
If it wasn't for the black hearts just like you
Brats of War
Everything destroyed our lives in ruin
All by you through what you’re doing
War
Can’t rebuild never get it back
Just trying to survive the next attack
War
Thousands of death such a price to pay
but You’ll pay that price on judgement day
World Population could make it on though
If it wasn’t for the black hearts just like you