The Killing Field Lyrics - Psycho Realm

THE KILLING FIELDS 

(G.Gonzalez, J.Gonzalez,C.Vargas, R.Alfaro) 

(Jacken) 

Street theater's a dramatic depiction of non fiction 

Showing the co-exsistence of harmony and friction 

We document our situation 

Pro-abolition of static bringing those on a mission 

The rendition of the street is territory counts as power 

Defence and attack clash with firarm showers 

The irony of casket flowers, that at violent hours 

It's self-inflicted, controlled by watchtowers 

Meanb streets, pavement, concrete 

Triggers force heat thugs aim for defeat 

The origin of the war is still unknown beef 

Your crew will run deep six feet below streets 

(Crow) 

Everything appears as crystal clear with no dust 

The covers the clutch, look behind it, it's rust 

Fear loose screws like us that known too much 

Confused by the news stay glued to the streets 

Survival sources emergency forces 

Sweep thru to treat you from hurting 

Heats keep burning, the worldnever started turning 

You're learning thru the pain of lyrical 

Doses of vain juice that hit the brain and 

Make you go against the truce 

Thru the use of abusive music 

Severing nuses hanigng in to bump the box 

Proving that these L.A. blocks won't stop 

Harm's ticking like a clock arm on the glock 

Cocked back spit the bullet to split 

The walking stick talking shit, end up chalked up stiffs 

Keep on killing 'cause you can't stop it 

Hook: 

In the killing fields I run with my stee 

You better recognize the war's here for real 

You might murder against your will 

And some run around with intent to kill 

II swear to uphold my mission 

And that's fight to the bloody finish 

Through the whole war I hold the position 

Madman troop fold opposition 

(Duke) 

No scar on your soul 

When You fight on like a true psycho 

Roam inside the circle 

And go crazy like sicko 

Go stand on the front lines 

And pick up on the signs of war time 

One time makes strange days 

Now we run wild in the fields with the blade 

Come take a stand, my man 

Or end up in am of steel rain 

Shots, puncture wounds, straight pain 

Aun't no time to explain 

The action that caused the chain reaction 

Explode, the whole world red code 

Truth gets sparked, you lay cold 

And watch this revolution unfold 

(Jacken) 

Ghetto street pavement shelters static 

And harbor the spark of automatic weapons 

Setting the tragic funeral traffic 

Congested onhighway 

Planet caravan for respect before you lay 

Why wait continue the killing 

On barren fields that yield no real scrill 

How silly ! 

Street clowns frown in bad times 

Which probably explains mad dogs and high crime 

Influx of murder deluxe to strike us 

Bust so repeated at sight of cars my blocks ducks 

Dodge bucks cops rush, you're a double-sided target 

Scapegoat strategically placed, fate's out to get you 

You better watch yourself 

'Cause in the killing fields they will get you 

(Cynic) 

An awful tragedy can rapidly make your life unhappily 

For living so nastyt seems like everything came crashing 

Sou your main attraction of all the fucken blastin' 

No satisfaction for livin' life so drastic 

A chain reaction of all the bad that happens 

We landed in an area where crime goes on 

From dusk 'til dawn 

Say a prayer before walking through the killing fields 

Where shit is real 

Where people die over crooked drug dels 

Can you feel living ill depending on your steel 

To make that dollar bill, robbing people for cheap thrils 

Kill at will is taught in his life of dark, raised like hogs 

Danger lies in the streets and ghetto parks 

Lives are marked by a deadly art 

(Duke) 

Soldier, don't ever stop war 

'Til the fucken battle's over, yeah 

Come down with intent to drown 

In the madness filled with sadness, frown 

I know, as soon as I roam 

Paths of destruction through psyclones 

Blow telephones and microphones 

All form of communication gone 

Through they run around murder bound 

War time folk are found in downtown 

Hook: 

In the killing fields I run with my stee 

You better recognize the war's here for real 

You might murder against your will 

And some run around with intent to kill 

II swear to uphold my mission 

And that's fight to the bloody finish 

Through the whole war I hold the position 

Madman troop fold opposition