Open Season (Stuck Mojo)
Open Season is the sixth track from "Southern Born Killers", the fifth studio album from Stuck Mojo, an American rap metal band. Stuck Mojo is considered to be one of the pioneers of rap metal.[1][2] They have toured alongside bands such as Machine Head and Slapshot, and their third album, Rising, sold over 3 million copies and remained Century Media's highest selling album until 2004, when Lacuna Coil's fifth album Comalies broke that record. The band disbanded in 2000, reforming five years later. In 2006, their original vocalist, Bonz, was replaced by the African-American rapper Lord Nelson.
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Lyrics
But I speak war when your hate is provoking,
The season is open 24-7-365, Man up yo time to ride,
No need to hide behind slogans of deceit,
Claiming that you're a religion of peace,
We just don't believe you, We can clearly see through,
The madness that you're feeding your people,
Jihad the cry of your unholy war, Using the willing, the weak and poor,
From birth drowning in propaganda, rhetoric and slander,
All we can say is damn ya
My forefathers fought and died for this here
I'm stronger than your war of fear
Are we clear?
If you step in my hood
It's understood
It's open season
I don't need a faith that's blind,
Where death and hate bring me peace of mind,
With views that are stuck deep in the seventh century,
With so much sand in your eyes too blind to see,
The venom that you leaders preach, Is the path to your own destruction, Your own demise,
You might say that I don't understand but your disgust for me is what I realize, Surprise!
Your homicidal ways has got the whole world watching, Whole world scoping,
So if you bring it to my home base, Best believe it, The season's open
My forefathers fought and died for this here
I'm stronger than your war of fear
Are we clear?
If you step in my hood
It's understood
It's open season
I see you, Hell yeah I see you, Motherf****r naw, I don't wanna be you,
If you come to my place, I'll drop more than just some bass,
Yo you'll get a taste of a, Sick motherf****r from the Dirty,
I ain't worrying not a f**king bit,
I'm telescoping like Hubble, Yo you in trouble, Yo on the double,
I'm wild with mine,
Bring that style with mine,
F**k with my family I'll end your line,
Just the way it is, Just the way it be, Do you understand?
No matter if you're woman or man, or child, My profile is crazy,
That s**t you do doesn't amaze me, I'm ready to blaze thee
I don't give a damn what god you claim, I've seen the innocent that you've slain,
On my streets you're just fair game,
Like a pig walk to your slaughter, The heat here is so much hotter,
And my views won't teeter totter or fluctuate, Step to me you just met your fate,
And I'll annihilate, With the skill of a Shogun assassin,
Slicing and dicing precise with a passion,
In any shape form or fashion, Bring it to my home,
Welcome to the danger zone, Cause your attitude's the reason,
The triggers keep squeezing, The hunt is on and it's open season
It's Open Season
My forefathers fought and died for this hereI'm stronger than your war of fear
Are we clear?
If you step in my hood
It's understood
It's open season
See Also
- Anti-Islamic Music - A hub page that leads to other articles related to Anti-Islamic Music
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References
- ↑ Mojo's Working — Rap-rock Pioneers Are Back - Columbus Ledger-Enquirer, April 13, 2006
- ↑ Brad Barnes - Rap-rock pioneers have their 'Mojo' workin' - Columbus Ledger-Enquirer, April 19, 2006
