"Is America like ancient Rome?"
"Is America like ancient Babylon?"
"Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.
I wanna hear from you"
I told ya Ren'll be back with the niggaz in the Dodge and the camoflauge
But it after Tahj, a million niggaz no mirage
Creepin' and we're creepin' in your little white Hutz
20 million niggaz chantin' I don't give a fuck
It's on, the switch got flicked but who did it?
When that shit was committed, fuck that was my mack
Niggaz gettin' crazy 'cause Ren is in the front
With supreme wisdom, puffin' on a blunt
Train by my side tearin' up shit
With his bulletproof vest, still yellin' double S
The whole community is up in a rage
'Cause niggaz be movin' closer to white motherfuckers'll make 'em as slaves
And then they put these sell out niggaz on the TV
To try to calm down niggaz like you and me
But fuck that shit, 'cause my eyes are closed
'Cause Ren ain't got time to be fuckin' 'round with them hoes
So I see ya at the grave where we bury 'em
Even motherfuckers that went out and even married 'em
Now it's time to attack take this motherfucker back
Bring it on, and it's on
(CHORUS)(8x)
Attack, attack, attack on Babylon
Here comes the doom, so listen to the tick of the tock
Can't keep niggaz off your block, don't forget we got the glock
And the sawed-off, and the trey 8's
And the duce duce, and the niggaz in the pen breakin' loose
So Ren will conduct this, but I pull my dick and say suck this
For the niggaz that say fuck this
That ain't down, and step foot into the car
To commit the 187 with the nigga they call outlaw
But who gives a fuck who pulled the trigger
'Cause I know some bitches that shot up a gang a niggaz
Gettin' off the reservations, breakin' up the docks
Doin' this with 15 shots
Babylon, a great look at the bitch while she fall
Dyin' like a motherfucker with no one to ca(Toby Keith/Michael Crossno)
Budweiser clock says it's almost twelve
I tipped the bartender, he rang that old bell
San Bernardino nights are great, but they sure don't feel like home
Right now in Tulsa they've turned up the lights
The band has stopped playin', they've called it a night
She's makin' her way to the front door, I know
She won't be leavin' alone
If it's midnight in California, must be closin' time in Oklahoma
I know that she's already danced another night away
And these West Coast nights sure seem colder
Knowin' somebody else's arms will hold her
Midnight in California means it's closin' time at home
I thought this distance between us might help me forget
But I've been here two weeks and it ain't happened yet
A change of scenery hasn't done a thing to change her mind
Oh, these West Coast nights sure seem colder
Knowin' somebody else's arms will hold her
Midnight in California means it's closin' time at home
Yeah, midnight in California means it's closin' time at home