I grew from Babylon soil, born to consume and destroy./   I know that cash is king, I breath cocaine, bleed oil./   Made to rise above all, success' my ultimate goal./   I'm a do what it takes, and bring you down if a fall./   Handle my business with war, attack the poor, while praising the lord./   Raised to be raw, but act polite - for the show./   Let the cameras roll, I got no doubts or regrets./   Live off thousands of deaths, keep no promises - only threats/   You politicians preaching your vision of the truth./   Never cared about us and our point of view/   cus your campaigns only promote the killing fields./   Children cry but you don't hear, people die but you can't see/   cus war is big biz the big guys get rich/   livin' off the poor and gain money on sick kids./   It's a show for those who can afford the price/   but turn that shit off I won't let you gamble with my life!      Chorus   We don't need a weather man to know which way the wind blows./ We don't need your politicians to know which way to go./ We don't need your teachers, leave the kids alone,/ and we don't need the poisonous fruits of Babylon      Bridge   Babylon - always recruiting plotting./ Babylon - but yo, my crew been watching./ Babylon - and if your roots forgotten./ Babylon - then your fruits will rotten.      I drink away the pain, on top of the food chain./   The fast life, fast lane, view people as loose change./   Piss champagne, not really hungry - but I'm eating,/   Grow fat for no reason, and though it's hot, my hearts freezing/   Look into the mirror do you see what I see?/   I'm a reflection of your actions and will always be/   the result of your plans, the breed of your scams,/   and I'll forever be a prisoner of your land/   Hey, I'm the good guy, modern man, enlightened, I understand./   Y'all don't seem to get it, why should I care about a foreign land?/   You with me or against me, fight for the love of money./   Join me in this good life, sell your soul for blood money      Chorus      I don't vote, I cut a politician's throat./   Hang him with the same rope as I do the pope,/   cus I see the hope in the eyes of our children./   I won't go for your bribes of your millions,/   cus I see no future in the lies and the killings./   We all saw what happened to financial buildings./   It's all for a reason whether right or wrong,/   somebody felt their people had been dying to long./   Revenge, retaliation and stupid pride/   on both sides. So we keep losing lives - /   worldwide. I sing this one for our mothers,/   take a sec to recollect just how much they love us...      Chorus      Bridge