Sole And The Skyrider Band - Battlefields (Tobacco Remix) lyrics

Welcome to my battlefields Poison ivory sprung I'm worth my weight in water, the southwest in a drought If I could make it rain a year straight Flush the desert out, flush all the people out too Make em' move north, where the soil is dark Away from where the day is long and the night is short Some people gonna die for sport, some people gonna die for god Some people gonna stay in my heart, some people I already forgot Some people get it handed to em' on a platinum plate And I can't understand it to em' But they gonna understand when the card is handed to em' Whats it gonna be like when the planet go inside a deep sleep? Where electric sheep don't even dare to dream Between the hipster bars, and the vegan shops, and the concrete streets Ain't safe We got broken strings, sore spines, stolen dr sample high Gas no, brakes no, rolling through your town on a tank No candy bars pa**ed out, no credit or federali's to the back So we can't roll down the windows This is for my campesinos, my navajos holding down casinos Peace to Montana the state, what-up to the last buffaloes We gotta hold it down, cuz if everyone stuck our their necks There'd be a lot of blood on the street People always said I was too smart for my own good and I see that now They say you reap what you sew, I see that pal Beat a song out of metal, but you can't stab yourself to d**h with it Don't cry little devil, but be ready to fall through the floor when they pull that lever Maybe they throw you a line, seems like they threw you away To those who own the world, keep on selling them dreams And in my older years, I became an adult Poverty stricken is seems, cuz my fame was occult I watered them plants everyday, poison ivory sprung Brushed my shoulders off, all that was left was bones Now the the world can't stop me nothing, only piss me off The soundman got beef, great Satan's on my mind You know it's hard to dance with your foot so far up the empires a** Still find a way to scream with its boot on my neck But technology move faster than rap so, I'm rolling with it Like my train was bound for Auschwitz Bound for glory, haha Bound to old glory, like a slave ship And we keep it poppin', we love the music like moths to a flame to a burning home And since the world ain't stoppin', fools should learns these poems These words are weapons and they got hydrogen bombs The venue's a skirmish, welcome to my battlefields