What you know about that   Fallen! Fallen Babylon!   The so-called great. Dead weight   Dread 'bout to update   The death rate, in one take   Make no mistake   We the real deala   The radical, natural-born wig splitta   Gonna get cha with the style   That make your soul holla, more drama   The on droppa the sure sotta   Rock it steady, we ready   Till the track is diminished   And when the dog goes belly up   Consider it finished      Sounds like it's war to me   Peace, love and casualties   Sounds like it's war to me, yeah   Close your eyes so you can see   Peace, love and harmony   Sounds like the war in me, yeah      We keep on moving like don't stop   Let it go. Soul to soul   Dread at the controls   Tag 'em up and label them John Doe   The raw flow   Rebuild the new style empire   Blazing required like that   Fourth man on fire   This gun's for hire   Take the vow of the Nazarene   To come clean   Like crazy baldheads (knot I mean)   Wickedness fear the style of the deathblow   Carve the name across your chest   In case the dog catcher want to know      Sounds like it's war to me   Peace, love and casualties   Sounds like it's war to me, yeah   Close your eyes so you can see   Peace, love and harmony   Sounds like the war in me, yeah      Dread at the controls, label them John Doe.....      Sounds like it's war to me   Peace, love and casualties   Sounds like it's war to me, yeah   Close your eyes so you can see   Peace, love and harmony   Sounds like the war in me, yeah      Sounds like it's war to me   Peace, love and casualties   Sounds like it's war to me, yeah   Whatever the case may be   This time it's got to be   Peace, love and harmony, yeah