Godzilla Soundtrack
1) No Shelter

Transmission of a third world third round
A decade of the weapon of sound above ground
Ain't no shelter if you're looking for shade
I lick shots at a brutal charade
As the polls close like a casket
On the truth devoured
A sillent play in a shadow of power
A spectacle monopolized
The camera's eye on choice disguised

Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil
Or fot the vultures who thirst for blood and oil
A spectale monopolized
They hold the reins and stole your eyes
The fistagons bullets and bombs
Who stuff the banks
Who staff the party ranks
More for gore or the son of a drug lord
None of the above fuck it cut the cord

Lights out guerrilla radio
Turn that shit up

Contact I highacked the frequencies
Blockin' the beltway
Move on D.C.
Way past the days of bombin' mc's
Sound off mumia guan be free
Who gottern yo check the federal file
All you pen devils know the trial was vile
An army of pigs try to silence my style
Off em all out that box it's my radio dial

Lights out guerrilla radio
Turn that shit up

It has to start somewhere
It has to start sometime
What better place than here
What better time than now
All hell can't stop us now

The main attraction, distraction
Gottcha number than number than numb
Empty ya pockets son
They gotcha thinkin that
Whatcha need is what they sellin
Make you think that buyin is rebellin

From all the theaters to malls on every shore
The thin line between entertainment and war
The front line is everywhere, there be no shelter here
Speilberg the nightmare works so push-it far
Amistad was a whip, the truth feathered and tarred
Memories erased, burned and scarred
Trade ya history for a VCR

Cinema simulated life, ill drama
Forth Reich culture, Americana
Chained to the dream they got you searchin for
The thin line between entertainment and war

There be no shelter here
The front line is everywhere

Hospitals not profit full
The market bulls got pockets full
To advertise some hip disguise
View the world from American eyes

The poor adore keep fiendin for more
The thin line between entertainment and war
Fix the need, develop the taste
Buy the products or get laid to waste

Coca-Cola was back in the veins of Saigon
And Rambo too, he got a dope pair of Nikes on
Godzilla pure mother f*ckin filla
Getcha eyes off the real killa

Cinema simulated life, ill drama
Forth Reich culture, Americana
Chained to the dream they got you searchin for
The thin line between entertainment and war

There be no shelter here
The front line is everywhere

Americanize, Americanize
View the world from American eyes
Bury the past, rob us blind
And leave nothing behind

Americanize, Americanize
View the world from American eyes
Bury the past, rob us blind
And leave nothing behind

Just stare
Relive the nightmare