Psychological Warfare

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