Idioma Origen:
Blood done been running down streets flood with beats
pepper spray over cracked concrete
so, so vicious make a rich mans neck split
underworld bout to wreck shit bet this
banks closed stomachs churnin
lines and raws cops blastin out church windows
they heard word of two on a terror list
hid in the pews just two city terrace, kids
one held a piece just for peace of mind
the other was spittin poems blowing minds on the picket line
barricades lay cross made with bumpers and burnin tires and you could smell the exhaust
and you could hear the kids screaming don't play us too close
you can have the mic or the heater but you can't hold both
and they were both...
and they were both...
ocean of tears rise
rise a flame to tear them down
ocean of past crimes now
fill our hearts to tear them down
the water mains cut off panic hit the manor of the mayor who's soft
word hit the streets that the cops got off
they shook to the rhythym of heaters that burn like claps of thunder
you turn to look at vengeance returned that shatter control
after the whole shock of the news that a bomb hit the bridge at broadway
gridlock full stop every exit way from chavez to main, downtown was the same
every corner a flame with lines of people stripped of they clothes
freeze hold up your hands their houses burned as they watched
the colonel looked at his clock
and they were all...
and they were all...
and they were all...
ocean of tears rise
rise a flame to tear them down
ocean of past crimes now
fill our hearts to tear them down
ocean of tears rise
rise a flame to tear them down
ocean of past crimes now
fill our hearts to tear them down
rise a flame, to tear them down
rise a flame, to tear them down
rise a flame, to tear them down
rise a flame, to tear them down
rise a flame, to tear them down
rise a flame, to tear them down
rise a flame, to tear them down
to tear them down
to tear them down
Idioma Destino:
Blood done been running down streets flood with beats
pepper spray over cracked concrete
so, so vicious make a rich mans neck split
underworld bout to wreck shit bet this
banks closed stomachs churnin
lines and raws cops blastin out church windows
they heard word of two on a terror list
hid in the pews just two city terrace, kids
one held a piece just for peace of mind
the other was spittin poems blowing minds on the picket line
barricades lay cross made with bumpers and burnin tires and you could smell the exhaust
and you could hear the kids screaming don't play us too close
you can have the mic or the heater but you can't hold both
and they were both...
and they were both...
ocean of tears rise
rise a flame to tear them down
ocean of past crimes now
fill our hearts to tear them down
the water mains cut off panic hit the manor of the mayor who's soft
word hit the streets that the cops got off
they shook to the rhythym of heaters that burn like claps of thunder
you turn to look at vengeance returned that shatter control
after the whole shock of the news that a bomb hit the bridge at broadway
gridlock full stop every exit way from chavez to main, downtown was the same
every corner a flame with lines of people stripped of they clothes
freeze hold up your hands their houses burned as they watched
the colonel looked at his clock
and they were all...
and they were all...
and they were all...
ocean of tears rise
rise a flame to tear them down
ocean of past crimes now
fill our hearts to tear them down
ocean of tears rise
rise a flame to tear them down
ocean of past crimes now
fill our hearts to tear them down
rise a flame, to tear them down
rise a flame, to tear them down
rise a flame, to tear them down
rise a flame, to tear them down
rise a flame, to tear them down
rise a flame, to tear them down
rise a flame, to tear them down
to tear them down
to tear them down