"Coffins & Contracts" (Intro) Yeah. You want the truth? You can’t bury this. Let’s go little bro, let me speak the truth but the world we are living in they define truth to be subject to approval by authority and anything not supporting the agenda is conspiracy. Here we go.. (Verse 1 – Immortal Technique) I walked through the valley of death, saw the profit in pain, Afghan poppy fields, CIA runnin’ the game, Soldiers fightin’ for freedom, but the mission’s insane, They use the flag as a mask, while they traffic cocaine. Bodies in coffins—nah, that’s not just remains, It’s heroin tucked deep, government planes. Politicians get paid, while the poor get the blame, We bled in the dirt, but they poisoned our veins. I saw brothers come home, addicted and lost, We the pawns in their wars, but who counting the cost? They preach about honor, but they lie in the dark, The real enemy’s here—look for the mark. The system’s a cartel, the Pentagon’s the plug, They flood the streets with misery, then sweep it under rugs. You want the truth, you gotta dig in the mud, This is land of the free, built on coffins and blood. (Chorus – DMX & Kerser style chant) Coffins and contracts, blood on the money, Drug planes flyin’, ain’t nothin’ funny. We see through the lies, yeah, we callin’ ‘em out, Veterans betrayed, now we screamin’ it loud! Coffins and contracts, war for the greed, You send us to fight, just to watch us bleed. (Verse 2 – Kerser) Oi, they say fight for the country, but I see through the spin, Saw the blokes come back, can’t escape where they been. Politicians in suits, but they dirt on their hands, Stackin’ cash off the smack, while the people get slammed. Afghan sand to the city, that’s the real supply chain, You wonder why the West is full of ice and of pain? They sent the boys out, came back changed, Whole street hooked up, but the rich stay the same. They profit on trauma, they profit on death, You come home a ghost, can’t get help, can’t get rest. Turn on the news, just another cover story, But the truth’s in the gutter, in the alley, in the glory. I spit for the lost, for the ones in the dirt, For the brothers in the box, for the mothers who hurt. Kerser and Tech, yeah, we breakin’ the seal, Expose what they hide, tell the world what’s real. (Chorus – repeat, all in) Coffins and contracts, blood on the money, Drug planes flyin’, ain’t nothin’ funny. We see through the lies, yeah, we callin’ ‘em out, Veterans betrayed, now we screamin’ it loud! Coffins and contracts, war for the greed, You send us to fight, just to watch us bleed. (Outro – Immortal Technique & Kerser, spoken) Immortal Technique: You can’t kill the truth. Kerser: You can’t silence the streets. Both: We fight for the fallen— We fight for the peace. 45 BL00D.DIAM0ND.V0RTEX

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