At My Door

Leh we go I can hear the devil knocking at my door I hear all his whispers I see all the things that this evil do Oh how it breaks my heart to the things that these people do It used to be so much more bout having honour and principle I think they have taken the things you have written too literal Lord, I hear the devil knocking at my door Living past 25 not supposed to feel like a miracle How did we get to this scary a time it is critical It's so much deeper, it's spiritual I hope that they see what we seeing though Lord, I hear the devil knocking at my door I hear him, I feel him calling for my soul When will this madness end, Lord, let me know But if it is war then it's war, leh we go So it go Boom I kill em every time, I'm the man of the hour Give me all your money, respect, and the power Give me all your oil, your gold and your dreams Say goodbye to all your golden regimes Flex on the masters, dropping den bombs We feeding the masses, cropping the farms Make them believe they cannot be harmed We burnt down their cities but don't be alarmed The tales that we feed them is keeping them calm Let's see what the latest celebrity is saying Turn on that radio let us hear what is playing It's funny how a sense of freedom could tame I can't even blame them But keep entertaining them and keeping them scared Keeping them angry, keeping them weird Anything but aware, cause once they wake up it's good night to the American dream Hate to say it ain't what it seems Closed caption Here on this villainous scene No master Nobody is fleeing the fields Just once they don't understand it's a crisis, indulge in their vices Ignore things like ISIS, the price is right We the ones who have a right to fight When will they learn there's no such thing as a priceless life Poor children We bombed their streets We must kill them Lord, I hear the devil Knocking at my door