Son Of Kufa Volume 1: Rise Of The Anomaly

by Madd Cold

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Happy 61st birthday Comandante Hugo Chavez! Over two years in the making, Madd Cold's follow-up to underground hit Dead The Dajjal is nothing less than a Hip-Hop tour de force that pushes the envelope to the max, shatters it, and remakes all previously entrenched political-revolutionary paradigms into a culture-shifting masterpiece. Full of bangers, monstrously ferocious rhymes and anthems dedicated to the world's most oppressed and resistant people, from his native Iraq to occupied Kashmir, Bolivarian Venezuela to NATO-ravaged Libya to occupied Palestine and beyond, Son Of Kufa Volume 1: Rise Of The Anomaly is lyrically transcendent and sonically gorgeous. Meditate on it in the headphones or knock it in the whip, in Brooknam or Al-Quds, Baghdad or Damascus, and then enter a musical realm of otherworldly dimensions...

***Half of each album sale will be donated to Syrian, Iraqi and Yemeni children affected by International Zionism's criminal overt and covert wars***

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released July 28, 2015

Mixed and mastered by Payday Monsanto
Instrumentals by Dark Night (Tracks 101, 102, 103, 104, 106, 108, 109, 111, 112,113, 202, 203, 204, 206, 207, 208, 209 and 211), 8 Bars (Tracks 110, 205 and 210), Al-Dopa (Tracks 105,107 and 212) and Payday Monsanto (Track 201)
Recorded at Dark Night's Poor House and The Fortress
All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.

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Madd Cold Chicago, Illinois

The son of an Iraqi father whose family descended from the holy, resistant city of Kufa and a Moroccan-Russian mother, Madd Cold is an MC, poet and writer from Brooklyn, New York currently residing in Montreal. His articles, poems and music predominantly deal with World Zionism, as well as geopolitics and decolonization in general. The label is Mouqawamah Music and the motto is "DTI". ... more

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Track Name: 101-Where Is The Fury
Where Is The Fury?

___—Madd Cold—___

Another drone strike just south of Aden/Fam of eleven, their house was caved in/All of the teeth in the children’s mouths were doused and painted/with depleted uranium, lungs were ripped out and blazing/predator comes home after completing another route for Satan/Where is the fury over what your president did?/Oh, you don’t give a fuck because of the melanin in/his half white malevolent skin/Discredited, by all his devilish friends/ Think it’s irrelevant, well you are simply unintelligent then/Zionist Jews like Pritzker and Crown, made him sit on the ground, kiss them and lick them and bow, ‘till his lips were endowed with so much Israeli-loving ass/He’ll never challenge ‘em ‘cause he don’t wanna meet one hell of an end/Or watch any of his crazy thuggish past all over the media they control/Where is the fury? Same guys from the same deranged tribe spin all of the mainstream’s insane lies to cover up their reign’s crimes, but for you it is easier to lean and just play the role/Where is the fury? Your government’s consciousness is throttled in a hypnotic spell/Of a foreign entity synonymous with sick toxic hell/Your clout as autonomous, a symbolic shell/You are really run by Zion, Jewish Talmudic Kabbalists who are plotting thick in improper cells/Operating clandestinely through their kinship networks/Seeing one Jewish billionaire after another, pondering what is his net worth?/ Bankers at the top, they’ll give you transparency but sparingly, just make sure you send that interest check first/Where is the fury, roads and all the schools are doomed/But the bankers’ bonuses are through the roof/50 million people in America are poverty stricken/
But you got 10 billion to give to Israel to ensure its Lobby is smitten/50 million more souls are hungry but the dough is plenty when it comes to your bases, numbering a thousand plus/Instead of multipolarity, they adopt the imperialistic ambitions of the Judaic cult of calamity, you have a government of coward ducks/1.5 million children without a home, I know you know that the country is in rancid decay/and if it’s this bad in the US, just imagine the lands it invades/Still you think you’re living in the home of the free, land of the brave/Your democracy’s a sham, a charade/Ask yourself this, since when did the masters ever give a damn about demands of the slaves?/Whenever the forces of good and evil are in the same room there will be a quarrel inevitably/Take a look at Nathan Abrams’ “Triple-exthnics” if you wanna know why America’s in moral degeneracy/Where is the fury? You can’t pay your rent but Bloomberg’s wealth stretches dumb long and prospers/Money of Sheldon Adelson is truly obscene while you can’t even call a doctor/Ivan Glasenberg and Peter Munk got chips large enough to eclipse Mars, while you can’t even afford some pasta/Can’t get your whip fixed but Daniel Loeb, has infinite cash flow to make you think the Zionist entity’s Wall ain’t a morbid monster/Where is the fury? This wealth disparity is off the charts/And this insanity will cause a spark/So let it bang, let it knock, let it burn well/Like Ricky Hatton just as he was quickly flattened by the left hand death blam of Pac Man Manny just right before the third bell, whoa/Zionism is a disease, ain’t just the land but the childhoods, lives and the years it expropriates/Like Ayatollah Sayyed Ali Khamenei said, I’m a revolutionary, don’t you put a gun to my head, and then dare say you are here to negotiate, uh/We don’t wanna talk, we just wanna blast/for the wounds of our martyrs still bleeding from the past/War is declared on the devil overlords and their demon underclass/new tenants, lieutenants, we’ll crush all the minions/If you really think that Israel has a right to exist, well, fuck your opinion/think you are hard, think you're brash/I think you’re a fraud, think you’re trash/Couldn’t be dope if you smoked your coke while you were on some deck and you snorted meth/Couldn’t rip the Mike right, even as the lawyer of Jordan’s ex/You’re whack as all hell but you think that your trend is phenomenal/Cats gassed you up, but you still can’t cut the mustard like Israel’s chemical arsenal/Where is the fury? Hip-Hop homicide, culture commodified and we are all traumatized in it/Seems that the real has come up short, like sodomized midgets/Music has been destroyed so it’s time to rebuild and we need more potent heads/Scarface calls out the Jews and you fools stay quiet, ‘cause you’re worried about what Lyor Cohen says/Worried that Jeff Smulyan may not play you on his radio stations, yo, it is a scam and it really ain’t damaged or blurry/Allow me to ask it again, where is the fury?/If you can’t handle the truth then fam just scamper and scurry/They don’t call me Madd Cold for nothing, I’m about to deliver the answers in flurries/My snowstorm and blood hail are gonna have the whole system canned in a hurry/I am the sequel to Al-Mukhtar, radi ALLAHU 3anhou so if you ain’t prepared then get worried/Damper the judge and executioner and shoot up all their plans for the jury/Never will you ever understand us, we are from the school of Imam Hussein, yes, death’s a deterrent/And yes shots have been fired, like I burnt down a bar to collect the insurance/Fix ain’t in anymore, done with the shadows, to the gallows with your CEOs/Movement of The Deprived is right behind me the stride of my rhyming defiantly vibing as we are rising, the whole world is gonna trip when they see me flow/And the notion that our resistance is an ocean drowning the oppressors until they are convulsing, will be something that they’ll deeply know/Enemy of the state, enemy of the beast/Enemy of the fake, enemy of police/Enemy of anyone who proclaims themselves an enemy of the weak/Our remedy is awake, it’s a remedy for the street/We will not trade our dignity, with the enemy for some peace/Fuck the JNWO crowd their hegemony has been breached/The Empire has to go now ‘cause its only remedy is defeat/Its elimination through our liberation, is the only remedy that we seek/We are in a struggle, and all the cats barking are prolly narcs/But you gotta play the hand that you are dealt, just like the black market for body parts/Stop?! What?! Na! No stopping we’re serious/Won’t stop firing until the blocks are knocked off every robber at the top of the pyramid/Do you hear me? Good then kill ‘em quick, masters and owners/That’s what they get for hindering our drive to be better, they got Heath Ledger’ed so please remember you ain’t dealing with actors or Jokers/

All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: 102-Hussein's Song
Hussein’s (A.S.) Song

__---Madd Cold---__

Everyday is 3ashoura, every land is Karbala, ya 7ussein, we were born from your breath/ Warrior of the highest order, a glorious lion’s heart that roars in your chest/Martyrdom over humiliation, we long for the pureness of death/With no fear or pain, we fight against the bane in your name, ya 7ussein, ya 7ussein, this is for the oppressed/For the truthful mother leaving her abusive husband to protect her kids/For the Kansas girl whose parents hurl when she reverts to Islam, works the hijab, they just will not let her live/For the crack fiend cured now, close to the Supreme Lord (SWT) now since he gave up the drugs/Ya 7ussein, you taught us that the hate is too weak to reign against the greatness of love/

Ya 7ussein, we now fight the successorship of the wretchedness you battled when you outwilled Yazid/Nihilist Hollywood and Zionist Lobby hoods, can’t break my will or kill my dreams/of exposing and then overthrowing their plots/This is for the Palestinian child holding a rock/and throwing it though the tank approaching told him to stop/From Nabi Sale7 to Tulkarem to Bil3in/For the Syrian fighting so furiously to make the conspiracy bleed, leaving all the Gulf corrupters harmed/For the Lebanese ladies undaunted even after their sons are martyred by unexploded Israeli cluster bombs/Ya 7ussein, ya 7ussein, we’re united like the light of your companions on Euphrates, we’ll defend you, into the dark as we march to crush Dajjal/

Ya 7ussein, I can feel your blaze, it is molded in the stars/Brigades to struggle against the invaders’ trouble are named after Ali Akbar, Ali Asghar, Muslim, Abbas, Aqeel, their pain is real, we feel it as the soldiers of ALLAH (SWT)/Undoing the ruin the hypocrites have engaged in, they are slaves to the rulers who are oppressing the Ummah, they are doomed in their schemes/Ya 7ussein, it is those who oppose the oppressor like you, who are truly mouja7ideen/We abide by the guidelines of Al-Wa7id (SWT) as we make our moves/We are the children of Kufa, Al-Quds, Damascus and 3aytaroun/And we refuse to go down or be silenced/Ya 7ussein, in your name, we will never bow to the tyrants/

All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: 103-Overthrow The Saudis
Overthrow The Saudis

___—Madd Cold—___

Created by the viciousness of British imperialism, and you are
still slaves of the Raj/Upwards of 20 billion dollars a year, we know
you’re getting paid from the Hajj/And every penny is used to fund oppression/40,000 prisoners in your dungeons and mothers are wondering where the sons are, where? In Al-Hayer being shunned and shredded/Plus you are buying up tons of weapons/For decades, you have put the guns to Yemen/Put your tanks in Bahrain to continue the most glum regression/And shoot tear gas and dum-dums into young protesters/Joblessness and poverty reign/’Cause hatred of the Shi3a is the only thing that clicks in your Wa77abi brains/With bloody cries, we remember May 1, 1925, this is the spirit of Baqi/This loud joint is the proud voice for the fearless in Qatif/

HOOK (2x)
Overthrow, overthrow, overthrow the Saudis
Overthrow, overthrow, overthrow the Saudis
Overthrow, overthrow, overthrow the Saudis
Tyrants of corruption, it’s time for your destruction

Deconstructing Mecca and Medina into Westernized cities/Any dissent about it is rectified quickly/Lady Khadjia’s home was maimed and changed to a toilet/How can we forget every US base, now the anger is boiling/Doing business with the Mossad in front of our eyes, you’re gangsters and poison/Look at what you cranks are destroying/Every last drop of the Prophet’s heritage and the Prophet’s legacy/Sectarian fanatics, from Iraq to Syria you prop up terrorists while you profit heavily/You don’t represent the Ummah so please just stop the rhetoric you are not a friend of we/You may have got Americans who have got hegemony/But we got ALLAH, and even when He’s plotting a demise yo, the plot’s benevolent ‘cause His plots are heavenly/I know all about your princes, though they are illiterate, a bit dumb/They are still degenerate, they are into pornography, little kids and strip clubs/Salman, Bandar and Faisal, the entire lot of ‘em are iniquitous and rich scum/That bow at the feet of the Zionists, which you still shamefully deny/You view the downtrodden as those, who were made to be deprived/But they are gonna be your end, you best understand that this aggravated vagrancy will rise/Starting with the women, salute to all the sisters with the bravery to drive/

REPEAT HOOK (2x)

Of the Two Holy Mosques, you are not the custodians/Your religious police, they are proper draconian/Your interpretation of Islam is increasing murder rates, it is 7aram, full of rot and erroneous/Gave Hajj security to G4S, you’re puke on a diseased floor, yes you let the friends of the Israelis have the watch, it’s felonious/Tzipi Livni openly brags about your interests and the language that you sing is theirs/Michael Oren too, it is quite deplorable that the message from your king is clear/The peaceful civilian nuclear program of Iran is a threat to the region/But not Zionist nukes, I would say you’re mentally disconnected or dreaming if I didn’t know you wretches were demons/The House of Saud needs to die, or at the least we wanna see this house arrested/Gamal Abdel Nasser warned us more than forty years ago about its methods/Said you would send an Arab force to Leb to uproot the Party of ALLAH/But noted that you needed imperial air power to help, ‘cause the strength of your army is a con/Sayyed Hassan Nasrallah has more dignity, in his baby toe than you will ever possess/He gives us hope and belief in liberation while you embezzle our breath/A century of treachery with Zionism and it’s so ugly when we relay/Dare bark about supporting the Palestinian cause while you give money to the PA/Had no problem with the British giving away the Holy Land to the poor Jews/A dirty plot, that’s what you called them in a letter to Percy Cox, all you are surely nothing but pure tools/Cowards left Palestine buried/But Iraqi intelligence revealed the how and why, ready?/Royals are foiled, they’re about to get their shallow lies levied/Kingdom is descended from the Kabbalistic followers of ghoulish Jewish fake messiah Shabbetai Zevi/

REPEAT HOOK (2x)

All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: 104-Counter-Hegemony
Counter-Hegemony

__---Madd Cold---__

Can I please get a magnificent
quenelle for/The prince, our
brother Nicolas Anelka/Yeah,
yeah, if you’re listening then
yell for/the continued fight
against evil today/’Cause our world view is that of Dieudonné/You call us anti-Semitic, g’head then watch as these bigots push more/We don’t recognize you so fuck the Zionists who run British football/Talking ‘bout Bernstein and Roman Abramovich/Wanna put ‘em both in a zone that is bottomless/ Laughing at the maggots as they’re choking and vomiting/Zion we’ve arrived to overthrow your apocalypse/Like Ronaldo when he scores a goal, I’m anomalous/Here to deal a blow that is prominent to every/Israeli dust-mite’s panorama/And support Palestine with no fear, just like Maradona/

HOOK
We are rejection, we are resistance, we are the real revolution
To hell with oppression, to hell with the system, we are the only solution
We are not here to feed you a pack of lies
We are here to open up your eyes
World is infected, this sound is the remedy
Mouqawamah Music, Counter-Hegemony

I’m here for liberation and I told you I’m not to be deprived/I am the amalgamation of Super Saiyan Goku and Ahmadinejad/Empire’s future is in doubt, so to, the old fools, your prophecy’s denied/Your freedom is a farce yo, Pinochet, Sisi, that Shah ho, Montt and Suharto, how dare you front like your stooges are humane/When they’re just murderers, doing what you say/They are an aversion to Godliness, a corrupted gang of vermin and Harvey Dents, you groomed them as Two-Faced/But we are striking back, our movement is too great/And we stand against the expansion of NATO so of course we are with Russia’s every move in the Ukraine/Na, we ain’t some fakers, we’re some do or die folk/Putting blood, sweat and tears on the paper without the razors and the suicide note/

REPEAT HOOK

You say our victories are small, but yo’ asses will not survive all these hiccups/We are here to secure justice for Patrice Lumumba and Maurice Bishop/Time for you to pay up and pronto, dig?/Their revolution’s back with a vengeance, Grenada and the Congo live/For Ghana’s Kwame Nkrumah and Thomas Sankara, of Burkina Faso/Those who wronged you ain’t immortal and they need to be left bleeding in a steaming rathole/Conspiracy is real cocksuckers so I ain’t gotta exaggerate the virus/And if it’s a response to oppression then you’re motherfucking right that I am advocating violence/Counter-Hegemony’s the motto ‘till my lyrics groove on citadels where martyrs move higher/Out to change the map of the whole region like the Syrian Arab Army and Hizbullah’s Qalamoun triumph/

REPEAT HOOK

All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: 105-Broken Portrait
Broken Portrait

__---Madd Cold---__

Called me every name in the book including devil/Said a Muslim
does not dress like that ‘cause the way that I look is true and
ghetto/Patronized and humiliated me, I screamed in my heart/Slashed up my knowledge and my heritage, simply ripped my being apart/Not exaggerating, lots of aggravation from all the bane you beamed at me/Didn’t even say salaam, not even a grain of decency/Dying inside, I am not impervious to torture/Made me feel ‘cause my background is crazy ill that I am not worthy of your daughter/Sent me back to my hotel crushed, knifed and sheared/Couldn’t even kiss her goodbye, couldn’t even just wipe her tears/Said you’d call the state on me, but I know the threat was phony/And the worst part is, you ain’t even attempt get to know me/

HOOK
Broken portrait, broken portrait
So much pain and it’s flowing flawless
Broken portrait, broken portrait
My heart shattered bad, soul is tortured
Broken portrait, broken portrait
So much hurt even hope has fallen
Broken portrait, broken portrait
Without you my love, I’d throw it all in

I said I love your daughter and you said that it didn’t matter, what?/I love your daughter and will take care of her for the rest of our lives, isn’t that enough?/She is my soul mate, I know there is no way that my heart is telling me a fib/If loving her madly and wanting her badly is a crime I’m ready for the felony and bid/In front of your family I opened up and I straight spilled it/And you’re saying I can’t be with her because we don’t come from the same village?/Gutted inside, we are candid that the dream has vanished/But I still pray for the day you will see your grandkids/I have her right by my side, but I feel so lonely in this odious crucible/Portrait ain’t supposed to be broken, this portrait was supposed to be beautiful/

REPEAT HOOK

Can’t get through your thick-wooled arduous head/Could’ve been marvelous friends/But we are weaving and bobbing instead/Demanded to meet my father, well I regretfully inform you my father is dead/Uncle is too, martyred by T.H.E.M./And you accuse me of all kinds of vileness/Listen, with every single fiber of my being I utterly despise the Zionists/ Hate my guts ‘cause I got kicked out of cancerous school/Or ‘cause my Pops ran to pursue, drugs, or because my Moms’ fam is ya7ood/But I am neither and I really don’t know why that I wrote this song either ‘cause I don’t have to answer to you/What you have done to me and your daughter has been very hard to live through/But I don’t hate you Sir, no, I don’t hate you Sir, I just pray that ALLAH forgives you/Then it hits me like an 3iraqi winter, snowy with rain/The portrait ain’t broken after all, only the frame/

REPEAT HOOK

All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: 106-The Eternal Bolivarian I - Comandante's First Ascent
The Eternal Bolivarian I: Comandante’s First Ascent

___---Madd Cold---__

Comandante Chavez, it is hard for me to believe that you left/Impossible, how could the unstoppable heart of a giant simply cease to beat in his chest/Let me take a seat and just rest/Take the deepest of breaths/I can feel the tears coming, gotta keep ‘em in check/‘cause your spirit of defiance is fearlessly alive in every heart on every block in Caracas/Took neoliberalism to war and put a stop to its profits/9 million Venezuelans on the streets just to see you one more time/They adored you and you adored them more, it’s raw truth, that the people loved your shine/They’ll defend your legacy from all the enemies, leeches and donkeys, we pray the Zionist Jew Capriles Radonski, and his evil thugs all die/They ain’t going back to the era of the oligarchy, usury and slavery/Bolivar wakes every one hundred years and, you were the awakening/Gave your people justice, unity and bravery/Took the nation to its best, liberation in the flesh, your revolutionarily perfect soul embodied it/Latin American eyes of Messiah 3isa, protector of his energy, rejecter of hegemony, you are Venezuela’s undeterred, unbroken guardian/Resurrected fire of Che, inspired an age, your words have molded warriors/Hugo Chavez, you are the Eternal Bolivarian/Realm of immortality you went from the mud huts on the merchant roads of Barinas/Hugo, you are determined, bold and glorious/

BRIDGE
Viva, Chavez!
Viva Venezuela!
Viva la Revolucion Bolivariana!

All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: 107-Rage Of The Caged
Rage Of The Caged

__---Madd Cold---__

No, not again/Don’t pop it in/Even when you do it slow I feel my brain jolt go pop then spin/Not a tube for feeding, it’s a tool for demons, it’s the brutal reason my soul rots and slims/Soul’s gotten dim/All of my light has fried in Guantanamo and I am in a hole locked with jinn/Gangrene build up, I feel a roach squat within/No, not my limbs, I would rather just wither up and die/Feeling the tube as it jiggles in my eye/You forcefeed us like this was the circus and we're your creatures, isn’t this a crime?/Censored our names so your public never knows what this hunger’s like/Gitmo to Palestine, our hunger strike against the “war on terror’s” rabid lie is madd alive, we ain’t gonna run from this fight/

Locked away for life in this shameful bid/Animals assaulted my wife and they maimed my kids/Asked not to take their daddy away, that is all my angels did/Bulldozed our home and set ablaze our figs/It ain’t the first time though, I’m a ‘48 refugee that came from Lydd/ They told me to move, and I said no/They told me to move, then I yelled out “Zionist dogs, listen, over my dead soul!”/Carted off to one of their dungeons and then raped/Sack covered in urine and feces smothering my face/Tortured with electric shock, I screamed so loud/Ya ALLAH, I finally know the definition of evil now/The eagle’s down, clearly I’m boxed in/But the day I’m free I swear I’m invoking the Algeria option/I miss my 7abibty and when she cooked me couscous and lubia/One are the prisoners and we want deliverance, so from Falasteen I’ll boost truth for Mumia/

Being Black in America, I already knew justice didn’t exist/But imagine doing 30 years in prison, death row as a matter of precision for a crime that you didn’t commit/My conviction was overturned in ‘01, why didn’t it stick?/Did I kill Daniel Faulkner? Please, that’s a sickening myth/Am I a murderer? Please, you are crazy high/Do you really believe the Philly police? Same killers and creeps, who done bombed out MOVE in ‘85/Same death-dealers and freaks, who assassinated Kenneth Freeman in an execution/To keep me subjugated, in a tainted climate with the best confusion/I was framed/So my heart bleeds for my Gitmo and Palestine fam, but I assure you brothers, very soon we will rise in defiant rage/

All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: 108-Shaku Maku
Shaku Maku

__---Madd Cold---__

Baghdad still burns and you don’t give a damn, do you?/No love, no country and you’re mortified because like Mordecai you have been Vanunu’ed/Sorry to tell you my brother, you’ve been bamjewzled/Got tricked by the rabbinic man’s voodoo/Does the Talmudic curse upon our sands move you?/Zionist regime butchered beautiful Iraq and right now the land’s brutal/So, you can call him anti-Semitic or call him a bigot/I’ma still put “Death to Israel” all on the fitted/Mossad ran the car bombs and slaughterous prisons/And if you disagree, you’re just a pawn of the dybbuk/

HOOK I
Shaku Maku my brother wa shaku maku my sister
Shaku Maku Souria, know that Iraq is with ya
Down with the Arab Spring and the Arab Winter
Shaku Maku Pharisee, know that we’re gonna split ya
Shaku Maku my brother wa shaku maku my sister
Shaku Maku Palestine, know that Iraq is with ya
Down with the Arab Spring, we are here to end it
Shaku Maku Mouqawamah, you are why we’re living

Let me illuminate, everything that they have told you is false/Jeffrey Goldberg and Judith Miller, both worms are ruthless killers, whose odiously injurious stories straight manipulated global reports/“Al-Qaeda and Saddam”, all lies of the Mossad, who done sold you new thought crime/IOF snipers aren’t as dangerous, as the vipers in the pages of the woeful Jew York Times/W, M and then after it’s D/Weapons of mass deception, they had to test it on the masses to see if it would work, and it did, tragically/Bashed and left them with a smashed perception/While Chabadnik Murdoch and his Fox gang laughed and with glee/ At their mad successes with their savage brethren/80% of Israelis wanted it and so did most of the American Jewish community/All these tribalist fanatics know is death, and they boast and toast as they do it with unity/Do you not see that they rule by proxy, this enemy’s a coward, how dare you think this enemy’s a fighter/War on Iraq was for oil? Only ‘cause Benny Net desperately longed for Kirkuk energy, that would flow endlessly to Haifa/I say Elliot Abrams and you mention Dick Cheney, well, may he die/But he’s nothing but the frontman for Bruce Kover and other Jew funders of AEI/I say Abram Shulsky and you scold me with Rumsfeld like I don’t wanna see, that this vermin is arrested/But he’s just a tool for the disgusting Jews Stephen Feinberg and Michael Steinhardt of Cerberus Investments/Every Sunni, Shi3a and Christian they butchered, their world’s gonna rock when we bellow great/We know it was Michael Ledeen and O.S.P. who forged the docs on the yellowcake/Suck our blood still as if it ain’t enough, what they stole from us already/ Ain’t it just dandy that Bush got his brain from Natan Sharansky, and Blair was the gopher for Lord Levy/To kill Zionism we need the fire of Sheikh Khalissi and General Qassem/So Iraq’s Resistance rises again, body of rose thorns, head of a blossom/

HOOK II
Iraq, do not cry, we’ll be okay
Down with Israel and the USA
Down with the French regime and the UK
Iraq will not die, no, we won’t break
Iraq, do not cry, we’ll be okay
Down with Israel and the USA
Down with the French regime and the UK
Iraq will not die, no, we won’t break

Abu Ghraib is a memory that claws at hegemony hard, you raped and scarred our prisoners, you are carnivorous demons who made them bleed from the cranium/In-depth hatred of your Shin Bet training, you treat us as animals that you see in a stadium/Never will you know agony, ‘till you stared in the eyes of a child whose family’s been defiled by depleted uranium/William Schneider and his evil cronies with their P2OG, turned my Iraq into a sphere of Wa77abi/Israeli and American guns in the hands of sectarian death squads, plus their reps carry the best bombs to smear the Prophet’s Deen/Imperialist air power to boot, nation is ours to lose while you sell it to the oppressors and cheer Islamically/Hypocrites, I pray ALLAH (SWT) damns you to a life of fear and transforms your tears to a searing lava sea/This is for the Hamoodi fam, murdered by the Brits in Basra and a kiss for Abeer al-Janabi/What? Iran did the killings? You can save it, word that fallacy’s lame and worthless/Five hundred thirty of our scientists, killed by the Zionists and Valerie Plame confirmed it/100 Mossad firms in the Kurdish North and it doesn’t seem to disturb you/or even concern you/Neocons would follow Netanyahu and Sharon tomorrow right inside a steaming inferno/There ain’t no portrait of oil execs in Douglas Feith’s office, just Theodor Herzl/Iraq burned for Israel but now it is you, and your kin who will fry/Iraq burned for Israel but now it is us, and our kin who will sky/As every civilization in Bilad al-Rafidayn has since the beginning of time/I ain’t here to sit and swirl, I am here to hang Richard Perle, let him beg as more bullets hit/I am here for justice, give me a silver platter encrusted, with the severed head of Paul Wolfowitz/You don’t see Zionist hands in everything, you say it don’t sit right, I am blind? Fine!/Doesn’t change the war profiteering of Zionist Jews Richard Blum, and his sick bitch wife, Dianne Feinstein/ Doesn’t change the fact that when the killers of Iraq go to hell the Jewish star will be engraved in their heads/Sanctions, invasions, assassinations, they’ll be tormented by the pain of the dead/We pray they enjoy the daggers and sword spikes/We think it’s worth it, yes, we think it’s worth it to brutalize them and Madeleine Albright/This here is for a resistant Iraqi future, dignity, pride, glory and hope/We will fight ‘till every inch of the country is covered in the flag of the July 14th Revolt/Sons of the Imam, Asad’ALLAH, 3alayhi salaam, the Acolytes of Ashoura, we’re lions unafraid, so please roar now, then fire/Every one of our four million martyrs is a machine gun, loaded to the maximum with their pristine blood, and aimed straight at the skull of the Rothschild Empire/

BRIDGE
Fallujah, Fallujah, your martyrs are alive
Basra, your struggle is carved into the sky
Kufa still breathes and Karbala survives
In Iraq, we stand up to darkness ‘till it dies
Samarra, Samarra, your martyrs are alive
Basra, your struggle is carved into the sky
Kufa still breathes and Karbala survives
In Iraq, we stand up to darkness ‘till it dies
Mosul, Mosul, your martyrs are alive
Basra, your struggle is carved into the sky
Kufa still breathes and Karbala survives
In Iraq, we stand up to darkness ‘till it dies

REPEAT HOOK I

REPEAT HOOK II

All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: 109-The Eternal Bolivarian II - Struggle For Venezuela
The Eternal Bolivarian II: Struggle For Venezuela

___—Madd Cold—___

After the Caracazo massacre, you had said you will never be a tool
again/Started up a movement and called to your fellow military officers to help you bring the oligarchy right to its end/Something moved in them/And they stood with you, looked to you and on February 4th, 1992, you attacked the serpent to remove its head/But it didn’t work, you were in prison hurt and the revolutionary coup was dead/And still you refused to bend/You did your time, came out stronger with an even more prolific mind, went to Cuba so the good that you were trying to do could spread/Went straight back to the grassroots to free the minds of the trapped youth, told them bluntly nevermore would they lose or dread/ Won the elections and gave birth to a real democracy/Implemented the Bolivarian Constitution to stop confusion and kill bureaucracy/Took PDVSA’s petrol and gave it to the oppressed souls, the oil barons’ companies got wrecked cold, you left those thieves with their bets froze, and the revolution made a steady run/Nationalized everything you could and gave health care to everyone/Made illiteracy extinct and took poverty to the brink, built dozens of universities, whoa, and over 13,000 clinics to bludgeon the new emergency flow under imperialism’s heavy gun/Triumphed over the Abrams and Reich coup, Satans don’t like you ‘cause their schemes were foiled twice/First on April 10th ‘02 and then they played again later in the year but you reamed their oil strike/Cut off the disloyal types and gave a crushing to malnourishment and homelessness, the ultimate commander of the land, Venezuelans now get their dreams from you/Unified Latin America, Hugo, Chavez, you are Bolivar’s dream come true/

BRIDGE
Viva, Chavez!
Viva Venezuela!
Viva la Revolucion Bolivariana!

All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: 110-Long Live Syria
Long Live Syria

__---Madd Cold---__

Pardon me, as I make a du3a for the Syrian Army defending Syria’s sovereignty in the middle of a crisis/And to the opposition you are not Resistance you are mocking it with your treacherous words and belittling the righteous/You should be despising yourselves, aligning yourselves with Israel, NATO and their puppet oil and gas regimes/Plot is 30 years old but Syria will crush and foil your drastic scheme/Birthed with the Brotherhood insurgency in seventy six/Ended in eighty-two, Hafez al-Assad wasn’t murdered and the enemies flipped/In light of this reality, Israeli foreign policy advisor Oded Yinon composed a strategy to break the nation apart/Transform it into weakened and demolished states for, Israel to confiscate, dominate and keep the people strafed and facing the dark/Updated in ‘96 as “Clean Break” by Zionist criminals Perle and Feith/Said that Turkey and Jordan would be key to the rollback, a cold trap to set this miserable world alight/Finalized with stooges Bush and Obama, ain’t a revolution, they are lying to you steadily/“Arab Spring” coined by Charles Krauthammer, neocon cancer and international PSYOP to further Zionist hegemony/

HOOK (REPEAT 2x)
Not a revolution, this is destabilization
You call it “uprising”, I call it death of a nation
I call you liars, scoundrels and devils
Long live Syria, down with the rebels

Burning churches and murdered journalists, this is Western-backed classic democracy/ Houla and Tremseh, Hama and Homs, Zionist media frenzy over manufactured atrocities/ Christians to Beirut, death to the Shi3a, 3alawi to the coffins/Chanted by these sectarian thugs, granted they are bankrolled by Houses of Saud and Thani, specialize in murder, robbery and extortion/Torture and car bombs, terror’s the game/Assef Shawkat assassinated, weapons line to Hizbullah, severed by Mossad is the devilish Jewish supremacist aim/Regime changed, replaced with Wahhabi ingrates subservient to the Gulf/ Prison for women because their definition of Hijab isn’t sufficient, killing men because their beard length isn’t a “Sunnah” derivative, they are merciless and a cult/Kidnaping pilgrims, throwing postal workers from buildings, making human shields out of civilians, war crimes galore/Lieberman and McCain, evil and just deranged, they want a new Syria where all die in gore/Danny Ayalon bragging blatant of fragmentation with no way to mend the sorrow/Unless Syria surrendered to Zionism, then this bullshit “revolution” would end tomorrow/

REPEAT HOOK (2x)

British and German intelligence aiding the rebels to keep the Syrian Army’s communications disheveled, and so that Sham hurts and burns better/Israel and America directing operations from a Turkish nerve center/Bahrain, Kuwait and House of Nahyan continue to move numbers/And Erdogan, nasty hypocrite, waste of a human life, Zionist blue and white are really your true colors/Same goes for the Saudi king, the way the Israelis make you sing is pitiful/CIA is giving the rats guns and stinger missiles too/ Horowitz and Wolf’s anti-Beijing cyber warfare passed to activist proxies/Spreading lies through encrypted usernames while Takfiris terrorize with brutal pain and stack up the bodies/Syrian Observatory covers it up, a one-man band in Coventry with illustrious funds from the energy tyrants/Amnesty International and Human Rights Watch, Zionist-funded fronts that whitewash the enemy’s violence/Zionist World Order emerging with mass panic, damn it is malicious/Israel will rule if we do not stand with the Resistance/So long live Syria, long live Syria, and may ALLAH break the rebels, and dismantle their existence/

REPEAT HOOK (2x)

All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: 111-Bleeding Paradise
Bleeding Paradise

___—Madd Cold—___

Ayatollah Sayyed Khomeini said the struggle for Kashmir is the cause of the Deen/It is an open wound of British partition through the Radcliffe Commission and the killing has never stopped
since then, it’s a morbid machine/A horrid regime that stomps on the youth who call and they scream/for an independent Vale, yeah, they want it all to be free/October 27th in 1947 was a black, black day/Indian occupation began and its murderous army, keeps on bragging ‘bout their gats that spray/AFSPA lets the occupiers kill with impunity/PSA lets them lock up whoever, tortured with electroshock or just severed or drilled, it is lunacy/800,000 troops on the ground it’s the most militarized zone on the planet/100,000 martyrs since ‘89 alone is the damage/100,00 children have been orphaned, 22,000 women widowed, this is the window to the “largest democracy on Earth”, it’s/ Nothing but hypocrisy and worthless/Dogras installed through a ruse of the Brits/ Kashmiris have Martyrs’ Day every single year because they refuse to forget/

HOOK
Paradise bleeding, paradise gone or,
Paradise freedom, paradise born
India won’t win, wallahi they can’t
As long as you’re strong and Azadi’s your chant
Free Kashmir, Free Kashmir
Free Kashmir, Free Kashmir
Liberate the Valley, ALLAH’s on your side
Ya Kashmir, it’s the moment for your rise

For the Babri Masjid and the martyrs of Gujarat/Indian regime has expansionist aims and from Nepal to Sri Lanka, they move the plot/And RAW has agents everywhere and they’re a brutal lot/Working side by side with Mossad, death squads terrorize the Valley at the behest of Eli Katzir, a protégé of Ehud Barak/Baramullah and Kupwara and Poonch and Srinagar cry/Watched by Israeli agents before CRPF troops move in then hit ‘em hard, why?/Masses of mass graves and organ theft/Nobody should ever live that way, it’s sordid, yes/The boorish West is silent, ‘cause AIPAC-linked spin groups lobby and profit/As the stone-pelters struggle onward against the Hindutvadi colossus/

REPEAT HOOK

For those who think the freedom struggle of the Kashmiris has slightly impossible ends/
Y’all are the same ones who never mention Hindutva, or Zionism ‘cause you know they’re ideological twins/And BJP signs your checks, we know your mold/RSS terrorist sympathizers, bigot liars who were friends with the murderous troll Sharon/Cover up the tracks of the Special Operations Group that carries out the vilest calamities/Occupation of Kashmir is the world’s least known crime against humanity/Matter fact, most so-called activists are shady cons/Lashed out at Arundhati Roy ‘cause the sister called for Kashmiri self-determination while maintaining a crazy calm/Your anti-imperialism doesn’t exist, you ain’t even trying to admit there may be harm/Let alone the billions of dollars that India be spending on Israeli arms/Y’all pervert the memory of Nehru and disregard your enemy, it’s shameful, your heads are in a hazy fog/Clouded by Islamophobic irrational twits posing as nationalists, they’re sadistic nuts/Hindutvadi settlements on the Indus River next, they wanna see business flush/With every Kashmiri kid broken, they want resistance crushed/ But that ain’t gon’ happen ‘cause in martyrdom their souls gon’ fly/Azadi’s transcendent, the heart no longer beats but the soul don’t die/

REPEAT HOOK

All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: 112-The Eternal Bolivarian III - Brothers Vs. Empire
The Eternal Bolivarian III: Brothers Vs. Empire

__---Madd Cold---__

Government of revolution from a regime of clowns getting greasy all
day/International solidarity, smashed the IMF and bombed austerity, crushed the ones who let the greedy parle/Extended your friendship from Iran to Souria, Cuba to the DPRK/Proclaimed your sorrow when the brother Kim Jong-il had passed to the Father/Now it’s your turn ya Hugo, 1 million gun salute, let it blast, you’re a martyr/Schooled your people, told them ‘bout Lukashenko and Mugabe, they tell the truth/So Venezuela stands against imperialism from Zimbabwe to Belarus/Said that the American Empire’s an insidious disease/Defended Qaddafi and withstood the Zionists’ firing when Libya was Green/Ain’t no revolution, you exposed the plot/destabilization in Syria too, told the world the terrorists as “freedom fighters” game is lame, old and been sold a lot/Made it clear that “democracy” really wasn’t what they wanted to show Iraq/Saluted Iraqis as warriors, said we’d be victorious, over Bush and Sharon yo/We look at you and see humanity and clarity, but them? What we see is butchers with no soul/Slammed George Junior as shaytan and embarrassed the Spanish king, maggots who ravage things from Ja7annam, and still the smell of sulphur is insane/Your bond with the Resistance Bloc has ripped and shocked the vultures and their reign/Signed hundreds of agreements with besieged Iran, Dr. Ahmadinejad is part of your spirt, he is your brother/Beyond that, Bashar al-Assad, is your comrade, waving Venezuela’s flag in your right and Syria’s in the other/With you is Maduro, Correa, Morales, Ortega, united as slayers of ravenous evil/Zionism and its tyrant system drowned by Bolivarian tsunamis in a sea of emphatic Chavismo/

BRIDGE (2x)
Viva, Chavez!
Viva Venezuela!
Viva la Revolucion Bolivariana!

All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: 113-Solidarity (Global South Anthem)
Solidarity (Global South Anthem)

__---Madd Cold---__

HOOK
Solidarity, solidarity with anyone who won’t submit to the Empire
Solidarity, solidarity with anyone who has that resistant fire
Solidarity, solidarity with every single nation of the Global South
Solidarity, solidarity, take your colonizers and throw them out

Salute to Syria first, everything, that is what Syria’s worth, because it is the front line of the battle/Bless to the Syrian Arab Army, eat rebels at lunchtime, we’re with you as you crush lies into gravel/Bless to Mugabe, and Zimbabwe, we know you got that heavy revolutionary thunder, it is clear/To Kim Jong-un and the Democratic People’s Republic of Korea/Struggle with no fear to defeat the disgrace in the South/Their plunder is severe but we know that you make them shake in amazement and doubt/We are with you ‘till Korea is whole again, and all the Empire’s bases are out/United Snakes of Israhell, what, you don’t see these cavaliers looting?/Traitors, you support their accursedness, me? I implore the alternative, I ain’t here for blunder brother, my solidarity, is with Mother Russia under Vladimir Putin/Smashed up the Zionist oligarchs, if they remained, things would’ve gotten messier/Blasted international spin, after the win, over the Saudi-Israeli plot in Chechnya/ Fought hard for the unity between Muslims and Christians/Only the hypocrite haters have overlooked this position/Shielder of Iran and the shielder of al-Sham/Abu Ali Putin said Russia is the shielder of Islam/Forces of the Christ and the Mahdi united as it was revealed in the Qur’an/

REPEAT HOOK

To Hizbullah of Lebanon, defenders of the Levant and descendants of the Twelfth Imam, protector of the valleys and the mountains and the pure shores/Fighters of another caliber, the valor of infinity, the mallet on the enemy’s head, you have astounded all the warlords/ Ana ba7eibbak ya Sayyed Nasrallah, I kiss the very ground that you have walked on/Not another man on this planet is as magnanimous or righteously gargantuan as you, nothing is as bountiful as your Nour/Thinking of Ghaleb Awwali and the other members of the Party who were martyred, their achievements are eternal/Anyone insulting them is vulturous, deserving of the sulphur in the sick fruit, of the Zaqqum Tree in the inferno/To the Bolivarian states, Venezuela, Nicaragua, Bolivia, Ecuador and, of course Cuba/Brazil and Argentina too, Commandate Chavez is more alive than ever so, if you don’t, see it bleeding through then please, buzz off loser/India and Pakistan, your unity is needed bad, this really ain’t no type of mystery/Pakistan, gotta end discrimination, corruption, obliterate the destruction occurring due to drone strike complicity/India, stop your tortuous occupation of Kashmir and your war on the Naxalites/Cut every connect to the Zionist entity, this is for the soul of your nation, it is more than a sacrifice/End the colonial divide and reunify, so you’ll be restored to your classic might, yeah/To FLN Algeria, you still make your enemies wanna crawl into the roughest hedges/Your victory over the French will always be the stuff of legends/Iran, you are the example and the magnetic north we follow, after your revolution swallowed the Shah, and his evil was rendered mute/Not a day goes by Ayatollah Sayyed Ruhollah Khomeini that, we don’t remember you/We pray that the whole entire Ummah will scope and learn from your gifts/He who gave the life to Resistance, a beaming blaze of light who overturned the abyss/“Arab Spring” undermined our discourse but now we’re leaving it with burns/Solidarity and revolution, we’re giving back all the meaning to the words/Palestine compass, defeat the beast at the peak then we’ll reach for liberation triumphant, that is where the vibrant prism lies/And so we will struggle until Zionism dies/

REPEAT HOOK (3x)

All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: 201-Zionist Job feat. Payday Monsanto
Zionist Job

__---Madd Cold---__

feat. Payday Monsanto

Crime of the century, who was responsible/Who had the power to do the impossible?/Who had the power to move through the obstacles?/I’ll tell you who yo, the Jews had a roster full/City to the federal regime and the state/Incredible that you intellectuals believe in a fake/It’s like a perpetual disease and it makes/you all go dumb when the devils do a scheme that is great/Yeah, they are powerful men but we don’t attribute ALLAH’s power to them, while you cower to them, we’re telling you that we will debate/with anyone who thinks they are harmless creatures, they are not/No, they are born deceivers, pompous cheaters, godless heathens and heartless demons who, view we goyim as edibles to bleed on their plate/ Speaking this truth is hardly a sin/Sorry my friend/Don’t get my anti-Zionist and anti-imperialist identity from Chomsky and Zinn/Do you think that’s anti-Semitic too? Damn asinine pathetic fool then here, allow me to incite some more with the facts/Why was Ehud Olmert in New York the very night before the attacks?/Netanyahu coined the terms in his 1987 book, the “war on terror” is a con/Ehud Barak was on the BBC minutes after the towers went down to, label all of Israel’s foes for America to bomb/Listen up closely, ain’t gonna be no peace, ‘till these genocidal, warlord settlers are gone/

HOOK (written by Madd Cold; sung/spit by Payday Monsanto)
On September the 11th
An angel fell from Heaven
New World Order was implemented
Along with Armageddon
Israel did it, we see through your lies
We will not let you cover up your crimes
It’s time, to declare we won’t lose
We will fight you and break you with the truth
It was a Zionist job
Nine eleven was a Zionist job

Zionist media corrupts and fills up your brain, with the most inane of plot lines/So I’ma give you a crash course, like the remote-controlled planes of Zakheim/They want you thinking that to decline asking is better/But you have to know, Shin Bet infiltrated PFLP in Uganda to link hijacking to terror/Afghan “moujahideen” to Abu Nidal to Ahmad Ajaj in ‘93, it’s Mossad tying all these designed actors together/Massive mind control of the steady-asleep and blind masses/Make ‘em think “bomb” every time they see an Arab or Muslim, it is a devilishly defined tactic/Get to know Efraim Halevy and Amos Malka, ruthless, evil and murderous/Project For A New American Century was the brainchild of Jewish neoconservatives/Avraham Bendor, Peter Zvi Malkin and Stephen Berger/jacked the Twin Towers blueprints and their scheme wasn’t seen or heard of/Lewis Eisenberg helped privatize the WTC, he was a key subverter/Jewish entity handled the bombing with potence, Ehud Barak’s SCP Partners made the nano-composite explosives used in the egregious murder/So I don’t care if you get hot/‘cause I say “Islamic extremists” are boogeymen that Rita Katz and her yahoud concoct/I rightly say Jews a lot/I refuse to stop/Only “fundamentalists” are Lowy, Silverstein and Chertoff and I assure y’all, they ain’t going to the masjid to do Salat/

REPEAT HOOK

World’s up in arms so they call out to me, “We want the Zionists dead and to hell so knock ‘em out Cold!”/I’ma do it, ICTS of the Israeli enemy, linked to everything, from 7-7 to MH-17 and founded by Ezra Harel and Menachem Atzmon/These yarmulke criminals called 9/11 their Hanukkah Miracle, Gentile slaughter and they’re candidly thankful/Truth ain’t compatible with their fanatical agenda, that’s why Mossad ended the lives of Philip Marshall and Danny Jowenko/Makes you wonder, will they take Hamid Gul, Alan Sabrosky or Francesco Cossiga next and yet/the Loose Change crew of a few lame Jews ain’t have Mossad target their necks and chests/Why is it because of their funder Deborah Simon whose father-in-law Mel ran with Lucky Huckster Larry?/And don’t you dare say that they’re just red herrings/which is code for the Jewish connections you wanna duck and parry/They were the first foot soldiers of the Limited Hangout of Cass Sunstein/Can we just blast one time for the real truth-seekers shining light on the rabid dark/And blast again for the 9/11 victims’ families, burned by Kenneth Feinberg and Sheila Birnbaum, this is barbarity, it is not tragic farce/It is the murkiest, shaytanic underworld dirtiness of Skadden Arps/As well as Stroock, Stroock, Lavan, shoot through the sky and take down with us every last paid message of the Yidlings/Expose the roles of Michael Goff of P-Tech, and James Schlesinger of MITRE/Anger’s fomenting across the globe and I’ma make it grow louder/By telling ‘em John O’Neil was murdered by Maurice Greenberg, Jeremy Kroll and Jerome Hauer/Do this for every innocent inside of both Towers/But first and foremost for every Afghani, Iraqi, Pakistani, Somali, Yemeni, Libyan, Syrian, Lebanese and Palestinian, that faced their oblivion at the hands of these stone cold cowards/Smash the Talmudic Cabal ‘till they got no mo’ power/Thought you’d survive, come hell or high water/But instead you will drown in the blood of our sublime martyrs/Jews, you lose and that’s on the Throne of ALLAH, The Sole Divine’s orders/

REPEAT HOOK

All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: 202-Long Live Syria II (Stay Silent O' Cowards!)
Long Live Syria II (Stay Silent O’ Cowards!)

__---Madd Cold---__

Silence of the feeble and defiance of the eagles/Zionists deceive you
so we rise against their evil/“Syrian revolution”, it is a plot/You can stand with us or not/We will never stop/Long live Syria, these are the words on my lips to spit/Totally enraged with you treasonous, murderous hypocrites/Revolt was hijacked, no I don’t buy that, this is what you’re trying to tell me? Please!/NATO was even being called in by the LCC/Trained by the NED and the CIA and you dare scream loudly with mania/All your representatives were bought off by Qatar and Saudi Arabia/And if I bring up Israel, I know you’ll get rowdy and crazier/You deny your vision to align your mission with Zionism, but this is simply delirious thuggishness/Israel said outright that it prefers Takfiris over the Syrian government/

LONG LIVE SYRIA!

IOF commandos running your rebels out of a base in Jordan/Consciously giving the intel to Mossad to leave Syria’s scientists erased and slaughtered/Claim you love Syria but yo, don’t you say that, we know you’re of AIPAC, you’re hoes of the Lobby/You say you love Syria you liars but there ain’t a solid patriotic bone in your bodies/You deserve the worst, I’m talking battered ‘till the spasms are rough/Ain’t a real revolution when Netanyahu and Peres are backing it up/Chem weapons false flag by Nusra, Ahrar or Ansar crooks/All are being run by the Jewish entity, and its demon son Bandar Bush/Assad massacred two hundred thousand? That’s a curious tattered folly/How does he kill his own people when more than half of the dead are from the NDF and the Syrian Arab Army?/You said that Assad would be gone quick, now you cry devil-spawn tears/Said it would be over in March 2011 but the man got re-elected for seven more years/All you got is rumors, to smite him and Asma/While Resistance forces beat “Islamic” Front in Daraa and ISIS in Raqqa/ Makes me smile when I see you crazies killed and buried/What kind of Islamic liberationist takes hospital treatment from the Israeli military?/Gross, you boast about your freedom while you’re waving around that three-star flag/And like all tools you three-star fags suffer bad from the curse of brevity/But don’t worry I’m sure when your time’s up, you can find hugs from Erdogan and his gang at the Turkish embassy/

LONG LIVE SYRIA!

Not at all, I haven’t even begun to articulate the rage/The Empire, you are craving it, you are Zionist-enabling, capitulating slaves/How do you look yourselves in the mirror, you are getting pimped and it’s very ugly/How do you look yourselves in the mirror, how do you lemmings feel as Clinton and Kerry’s buddies?/How does it feel for the Israelis to speak for you, unspeakable, that your first thought when you kick it with Levy’s “lovely!”/Y’all are scum, morbid trash/Same Zionist Jews who annihilated Iraq write interventionist letters on your behalf/Lower than a bottom-feeding insect/Say you’re independent but your scholars read at WINEP/And some even speak at the Knesset/If this was a movie, Arnon Milchan would EP it and Spielberg would tweak it and direct it/Hate y’all with a passion, I sincerely pray lightning strikes all you foul creeps/You disgust me, disgusting, that Michael Weiss is your mouthpiece/Let me be clear, I would rather be fried then hung then knifed/I would rather hack off my motherfucking hands than stand at the side of Douglas Feith/

LONG LIVE SYRIA!

Say you don’t want Syria chopped to pieces but still you want your brothers cut with razors/Gutter-sucking fakers, motherfucking traitors/And to your liberal supporters, sick and abhorrent, complicit in torture, dismissive of mortars you shoot at civilians, ‘cause of their religion, you’re sordid/Contras, death squads, devils of the Devil/Russia, Iran and Hizbullah defied your backers and, then the maggots ran with the pedal to the medal/Fuck your antiwar, your solidarity is just laughable/Fuck your Freedom House, and fuck your Amnesty International/Fuck Noam Chomsky, bringing shame to Syria with weak shallow lies/I would tell you to go back to the kibbutz you came from, but we want every last Israeli pig to leave Palestine/

LONG LIVE SYRIA!

SNC is a State Department initiative/Wish Salim Idris would just take a coffin and trip in it/Period point blank the way you embrace the darkness is sickening/You are not Arabs, you are not Muslims, you’re disgraceful marks on a snitches-list/Greater Israel scheme needs native informants, you’re concentrating on supplying it/Your definition of being free’s to live under the domination of the Zionists/Hizbullah obliterated you in Yabroud, you’re the loser type and you’re slow/Deviants and your leadership is Mossad/Channeling the Young Turks’ crimes against Armenians in Kessab/You ain’t know Emmanuel Carasso’s crew were Jews? Man, you are like them for sho’/For a spot on Al-Jazeera, you gave away what’s true, the light and the hope/No dignity left, gave it to the Jewish Blight for some dough/Your “revolution” is a murder spree of criminals, bunch of lies, your Observatory’s the pinnacle, fuck your human rights, they’re a joke/You could, say I’m regime or say I’m shabi7/I will wear it as a badge of approval, it ain’t gonna make me refrain or retreat/‘Cause I still have my soul, something you already gave away to The Beast/

LONG LIVE SYRIA!

The heaven on earth that every man imagines/Graveyard of empires, land of jasmine/Genesis of civilization and the patron of resistance/Hallowed ground of the ancients and the scriptures/More than just a state, it is the basis of existence/Mother of the East, Father of the West/To the martyr, it is the harnesser of breath and to the invader it is the harbinger of death/Syria, stay silent if you won’t speak its name with honor and respect/Syria, stay silent o’ cowards for you don’t speak for the downtrodden or oppressed/ Syria, allies of it are warriors of a glorious tradition, you’re simplistic if you challenge Hizbullah, or Mighty Iran you will get wrecked/Syria, stay silent o’ cowards ‘cause it was made to fight, you were made to run/And don’t you ever dare utter Sayyed Hassan Nasrallah’s name you bums/You gave your lips to kiss the feet of the kings in the Gulf, you miscreants, you are lame and dumb/In the battle against Israel, Sayyed Hassan gave his son/Syria, stay silent o’ cowards, your defeat is set in stone, you couldn’t aim a pencil, let alone aim a gun/This is the Resistance Axis, get to know it before you are all dejected/ Victory is guaranteed as soon as you refuse to be humiliated, can you absorb the lesson?/I really think you should o’ cowards, unless you wanna be brutalized farther/Empire invading a nation which can never be degraded, THAT is the real definition of a suicide bomber/

LONG LIVE SYRIA!

Silence of the feeble and defiance of the eagles/Zionists deceive you so we rise against their evil/“Syrian revolution”, it is a plot/You can stand with us or not/We will never stop/

All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: 203-Nightmare's End
Nightmare’s End

___—Madd Cold—___


You don’t know a damn thing ‘bout the trife days of stoop life/First and
fifteenth pimps holla for them rent dollars and you bounce, don’t need red on your nice J’s or blue Nikes/On the ave dun, no NASA, block is a universe and the stars are the fiends who like to shoot white/Sniff and snort it too as if it’s a European orgy of ghost dudes and their boos, ghoul types/Reloading and deep-throating their new pipes/And there be overdoses, but this is far from high end/This the path to hell, four blocks where whores, cops and more got bags to sell along with arms to my friends/Like Qur’an translated into the language of the Alberta First Nations, the truth’s Cold/Praying for my fams Top Cat who jumped in front of the J-train after losing his sis, and escaping the group home/

HOOK
That’s quite clear
It’s right here
This, is, the end of the nightmare

Let me warn y’all posers/That Chip on your broad shoulders/Ain’t gonna save you from the Hazard of my saber as I smash you and your wack crew, be gone Small Soldiers/This street shit is not a brief stint you weak pricks, it is a war here/even when you leave your mind is screaming and it bleeds so the tour here/is all year/Like the job requirements of real estate agents/Talking ‘bout a hard environment where killers take payments/In a pound of flesh/Shylock-style and yes/The Shylock is still around slum-lording, profiting off every gun chorus and other sounds of death/So as the wannabe kingpins wonder who the DEA is gonna be downing next/Upon the devious Jew’s head is where the crown will rest/ The devious Jew, is the chief of the oppression/Dictator of the blue bacon who just love to leave us beaten and arrested/or murdered like my dog Butter but if his name was Moshe Wedeman, he would be alive on Wall Street, and he’d have been investing/Thinking of my little homie Nicolette/Got madd addicted to blow, liquor and cigarettes/After finding her brother, my homie Mickey with three bullets buried in his chest/All that she’s got of him’s a blood-stained chain/Or my dun Goblin, like Spalding sponsored poets he was balls-deep in an unpaid dame/8 months later he dropped dead, from the Hilary Koprowski-and-US-gov-created bug with only one name, AIDS/Broken from a lifetime of loss and seeing men be devils/While you never set Foot on a block, like Shredder’s men were cut right out of TMNT Legos/

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Tell me in a word or two/How many enemies you murdered duke?/None, you lame ducks, you and your pathetic team are virtual sex-bots/fake fucks and it is tremendously discernible/Truck through you Phineas Masons like you were rest stops, because you
were Tinkering with facts/Running marathons at the Staten Island Dump, you are stinking up the track/There is no ice, no Bugattis and models here/This is mean hoods, weekend trips to Greenwood, what we got is crack-polluted bodies and sorrow here/There are daddies on rocks and there’s mommies on bottled beer/Massive pain, enough shattered dreams to rebuild the astral plane, goodness has been swallowed entirely by the grimy, full-throttle fear/Now can you tell me really, what the fuck you know about it?/I didn’t think so, how you bust a flow about it?/Conduct your shows about it?/I am so astounded/A culture dies when the resistance has given way to ambivalence and a virus of ignorance has grown empowered/And for this alone I want our “chosenite” foes devoured/I refuse to participate in/this scheme of ghetto-glorification/Don’t you see the hexagrams and pentagrams on their hands, it is Jewish-run corporate enslavement/And the contracts that you’re signing are obvious metaphors for their slaveships/Wake up...

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Track Name: 204-The Eternal Bolivarian IV - Pharisees On Blast
The Eternal Bolivarian IV: Pharisees On Blast

___—Madd Cold—___

“Damn you State of Israel!” was your proclamation/Frying all the fake “anti-Zionist” states that actually love the occupation/Welcomed Palestinians into your homeland without a visa, of course it’s historic, you’re the first leader to do it/Stood with Lebanon against aggression while the Zionist regime embedded bombs in many sick directions, and every Arab tyrant clapped at the bleeding and ruin/Never missed a chance to kick and slam the Israelis’ barbarity and we’re glad/You went to the heart of Iraq as it was oppressed, rejected and starved, and declared you know the Pharisees will get mad/Said that the descendants of the reprehensible vile heathens who persecuted Messiah Jesus, ruled the world and owned all its wealth, the Jews roared for help and called you anti-Semitic ‘cause you’re with Ar-Ra7eem, not a pathetic man of phony gods/And the Jews keep leaving Venezuela ‘cause their Zionism’s alien to the land of Bolivar/When the Gaza Strip was being massacred you yelled out/This is not acceptable, the Zionist entity is detestable and then you threw, Israel’s ambassador the hell out/And told him don’t you come back/Israel is genocide and colonizers aren’t welcome here, better believe we will run that/In the wake of the flotilla killings, you were candid, demanded, “where is the justice?”/Where’s the condemnation? Where are these so-called United Nations? Where is the ruckus?/Exposed Mossad for its plots against you, we could feel the rage locked up in you, thunderous, not submissive/You said it best, Israel’s the counterrevolution that is funding the opposition/ Comandante, rest in peace, every Arab who knows you salutes you for your beautiful allure/Said you may just be an Arab yourself, well, if you were and from Jnoub or Bekaa, 7izbullah would’ve recruited you for sure/

BRIDGE
Viva, Chavez!
Viva Venezuela!
Viva la Revolucion Bolivariana!

Damn you Zionist filth, El Comandante said so
Your existence is slipping, you’re living in a dead zone
Latin America ain’t your backyard anymore
It ain’t your backyard, it is time for you to let go
Hugo’s life was music, his Revolution sounded great
The Bolivarian’s Eternal, but Jewish Power ain’t
The righteous live forever while the cruel are bound to break
The Bolivarian’s Eternal, but Jewish Power ain’t
Hugo was a hero without the stupid gown and cape
The Bolivarian’s Eternal, but Jewish Power ain’t
Too strong was Chavez, he was moving mountains’ weight
The Bolivarian’s Eternal, but Jewish Power ain’t
Hugo died a legend, he was true let’s crown him saint
The Bolivarian’s Eternal, but Jewish Power ain’t
Y’all are going to hell and the looming hour waits
The Bolivarian’s Eternal, but Jewish Power ain’t
Hugo was a lion, you yahoud are hounds and apes
The Bolivarian’s Eternal, but Jewish Power ain’t

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All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: 205-We Don't Want It
We Don’t Want It

___—Madd Cold—___

For you to truly understand the scope of the crime/First you gotta
know the February 17th Revolt was a lie/Said that in Benghazi
there were “massacres”, you bastards didn’t flinch/ Rebels
were unleashed and Black Africans were lynched/Ain’t no peaceful protests, the insurrection was armed/Local Takfiris provided men while NATO gave ‘em weapons and bombs/Sanctions were set in place and the neocons mobilized/Screaming, “Mad Dog Qadhafi! Killing his own people!” bullshit was loaded high into overdrive/And then floated live on Zionist Al-Jazeera ‘till the country was pulverized/“Revolution”, led by Israeli UN Watch, that was the bold disguise/Yet another Oded Yinon design bonafide/“Tel Aviv” and DC, jeering and laughing long/at the activists clapping like seals for the quote unquote “Libyan people”, colonized fools you were cheering for AFRICOM/

HOOK
Say we want “democracy”, you say we want your crown
But you are mistaken, we will never bow
Yo, we don’t want it
No, we don’t want it
No, we don’t want it
No, we don’t want it at all
You say your “democracy” is sound
But we know you’re a liar, your “democracy” is foul
So, we don’t want it
Yo, we don’t want it
No, we don’t want it
No, we don’t want it at all

Humanitarian intervention and R2P, tell me, what they need newer lies for?/Old ones already do the shattering alright, did y’all forget about the Madeleine Albright-orchestrated Yugoslav Wars?/Besides, the morally bare West could care less about Africans except when they’re buying guns or, maybe buying pills/They don’t give a fuck about babies lying still/Or ladies crying ill/Silent over 15 million human genocide in Congo over intra-Jewish corporate warfare and Israeli diamond deals/Where have they been? Where were they then? Scheming on Qadhafi ‘cause he overthrew Idris and united the continent/Spited their dominance and vowed that Libya would remain independent/And that’s why he died, sodomized by the Zionist Demon, and its Satanist henchmen/

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Qadhafi called the fake “protesters” Qaeda and it turned out to be unequivocal fact/For those who doubted him and shouted loud at him, you’ll never be forgiven for that/Israelis made America bomb Tripoli in ‘86 and murdered his daughter/Fast forward 25 years, killed his grandbabies and 35,000 of his soldiers in a merciless slaughter/Thrashed the Great Manmade River and put a curse on the water/Cluster bombed Misurata while spreading hasbara about Viagra-induced Libyan army men who were briefed to rape/In Zlitan, you killed off whole families and depleted uranium now eats the place/Fraud “revolutionaries” leased a base/to Israeli agents in the East, they’re a weak disgrace/ NFSL’s an especially disturbed creature/Made in the bowels of Langley with a recipe from Herzliya/Oil to minerals, Libya’s Arab Jamahiriya had loads to rob/So International Zionism attacked to stop Qadhafi from bucking the IMF and launching the gold dinar/ Jewish and Anglo hyenas still licking their chops and divvying the loot up/‘Cause they annihilated the people of Sabha like they were Basra, and they turned Sirte to Libya’s Fallujah/Israel ecstatic ‘cause the country has split/Takfiris going mental as if they were monkeys with clips, the sovereignty’s dead/Zio-NATO-ISIS chopped off sovereignty’s head/From Africa’s most fly to unstable and feeble/“We came, we saw, he died”, one day Hillary you’ll pay for your evil/Praying for our fam in Libya to beat the Trend/Defeat oblivion, get free and win/Live resistance, ‘till Libya is Green again/

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Track Name: 206-The Liberators feat. Khanverse
The Liberators

__---Madd Cold---__

feat. Khanverse

INTRO (Madd Cold)

Declaration of war, let’s spray lead at the lot of lies/Here to make
it known, Hip Hop ain’t dead it is occupied/and this is the armed struggle to get it back/Hip-Hop Hizbullah, gonna burst the bubble of Zion, ‘cause we got ALLAH’s muscle to flip the match/

FIRST VERSE (Madd Cold)

For the spitters and the rippers and the breakers and the shakers and the cutters and the hustlers, all of y’all will scream reload to the disc jockeys/Culture’s under apartheid so our lives, must be mirrors of Steve Biko and of Chris Hani/If you don’t want to fight then you can hang and burn stupid, squirm and squawk/You rookies are just too pussy to say it, the gang of Irv Rubin murdered ‘Pac/JDL was running a racket and rappers were bashed in to acquiesce to it, but Shakur, he refused to go along with it/His life was a crucible, but his light was so righteous and beautiful, they martyred it/Time for you to drop your celly while I put some shots, through your noxious telly, we’re gonna salute Makaveli, uphold his truthful flow and honor it/Y’all say nothing ‘bout the Jewish terrorists who snuffed him out ‘cause you don’t wanna get demoted to unknownery/Any drop of criticism of them, they roped it from your poetry/This fact alone proves you know who the controllers be/ Nowadays, the amount it takes to buy a clown is around the rate of none to below/Give him a whip, give him some chips, give him a crib, then watch the bum do a show/Fake gangsta shit dominates and it’s ugly, we won’t stop ‘till the cruddy thug chorus rapidly sinks/ ‘Cause we don’t give a fuck what Doug Morris actually thinks/Slap Stephen Cooper and, Benjy Grinberg with him too, his independence is a farce/You ain’t free, when a Jewish executive’s your boss/It is on our people too though, don’t just say you were made to peddle it/Admit you were wrong, work with us to cause the liberation of this mutilated Hip-Hop age and its aims and rhetoric/And stop rocking Ecko while you’re at it, the Jew who owns and runs it funds Israeli settlements/Those fronting really need to roll when my words pop/ Including violators Jarret Myer and Brian Brater who started Rawkus with dough from the Murdochs/Fakes, we are not impressed with your shoddy form/So we’ll never let you Carrie the Torch, like the Sex In The City skank stepped in for Johnny Storm/

HOOK (Madd Cold)
This is for the old souls of the music, so dope, y’all know we gotta fight to get the culture back
For the brothers and the sisters who are struggling and pitching in to beat down and then keep the vultures trapped
This is everything and we won’t let it die
Words are our bullets, so we gon’ let ‘em fly
Occupation’s over, that’s the message to the grim invaders
So, you can say hello, to The Liberators

SECOND VERSE (Khanverse)

My solemn promise to all/I’ll break it down for y’all/Charts are no longer involved, Hip-Hop evolved/Product consumers? a lot of retards that are clueless/Trained monsters shocking kids with brainwashing marketing and almost all of ‘em Jewish/Technique takes orders from his owner Jonathan Stewart/The Illest martyred in the modern age were raped the same as Billie Holiday, it’s plain fact/Kosher Al Jolson, Dame Dash pushed aside and broken by Liar (Lyor) Cohen/Maybe they remember/when NWA would suffer the same, as Marvin Gaye and Doctor Dre, raped by Jerry Heller/Your puppets are ducking, come fight please, highly unlikely/My pipe dream and I mean, gee/What would I give to be a fly sitting beside Jimmy Iovine when he dies and what I might see/Tell the famous, old sly pagans like Clive Davis/The Most High Divine’s nearby waiting/The devil rapist will yell in anguish when he sees what the hell he’s facing/Ignorant gimmicks given get rich quick solutions/Labels facing dissolution, Globe Holders control distribution/Rosenthal’s appalled at hard doctrines we rockin’/Preparing life for paradise, martyrs for the conscience/Masonic pawns, the pop stars are taught the dark arts and, sacrificed at the altar of the Bronfmans/Kneeling with week wills like meek children/Seeing the evil Steve Rifkind scheming as queens give in/My passion’s my fashion man, standing pat at passing fads, actually rapping facts/Damn, imagine that/So I’ma cackle and laugh when Tablet Mag attacks us for acting bad/Raping the game, making it gay, wasting away/Don’t hate if I say Drake’s fakeness is bait/Leave Dave Mays amazed in our maze/Brazenly breaking the chains in a flavorfully flagrant display/

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THIRD VERSE (Khanverse and Madd Cold)

Khanverse: The Last Poets, are madd potent/A vast ocean/They haven’t cracked open half of the past mac-docious/Rap local, but act global/And we that cultured so we mad social/

Madd Cold: Slap the fat hoaxers of rap on Passover/and blast ‘em, so their caps know that Khanverse and Madd Cold’ll zap cobras/Hip-Hop’s mongeeese, killing snakes ‘till Zionism is a wrap soldier/

Khanverse: Deal in facts, this ain’t an act, we rap bolder/Back over, these crabs and smack jokers into bad comas/The stacked shoguns, we do it from love/RIP Jam Master J, Dilla, L, Guru and Pun/

Madd Cold: Freaky Tah, Biggie, Half-A-Mil, Scott La Rock, their killings were brutal and dumb/Culture turned to doodoo by these Jews who push madd sneaky ploys/like the Free Tibet scam, but the CIA can rot in hell so fuck the Beastie Boys/

Khanverse: We the lethal goys/Scheming on the evil creatures and demon droids/Blessed with eclectic intelligence, and credit to Professor Griff/For sending special messages and helping us end the Devil's grip/

Madd Cold: Evident you’ll never get what the real premise is, we’re not to be meddled with, you won’t make it out that fight/So don’t even tout that knife/We’re Board with your Games ‘cause we know you ain’t ‘bout that LIFE/

Khanverse: Loud mouth, sprays flames in focused aim, without that mic/Mos Def you can’t drown our light/‘Cause the memories don’t live like people lie/Believe we teaching the seeds bout the evil eye/

Madd Cold: Dajjal’s gonna fall as the Lord’s warriors beam and rhyme about his mean demise/In which, he’ll see Naar/So now you know Zionist devil Jon Shecter is not, The Source of Hip-Hop, ‘cause we are!/

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All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold and Naveed Khan a.k.a. Khanverse.
Track Name: 207-Blue Bacon
Blue Bacon

__---Madd Cold---__

Pig, bacon or pork, you can take your pick/Hood kids shake and they cough when you pace in whips/’Cause they know another Amadou Diallo could happen again at any second/ They’re scared to become another Sean Bell, hell, they’re already prepping/Parents ain’t avid believers in justice ‘cause of Abner Louima, disgusted, they are steady stressing/7 years old, you murdered Ayana Jones with your heavy weapons/Tears drop where Timothy Stansbury’s resting/Beat Jordan Miles to within an inch of his life/Fouad Kaady was hardly alive when you shot him, but he wasn’t innocent, right?/This here’s to revolt, not to dance/So bust a motherfucking shot in the toxic air/For Oscar Grant/And rock this at the precinct so every dirty cop can hear/

HOOK
Serve and protect, you lied, you faked it!
How many innocent lives have you wasted?!
How many innocent lives have you taken?!
I will not lie, I despise you racist pigs!
Uh, here it is!
Chant from the world’s oppressed that’ll have you shaking!
You’re not police, you are blue bacon!
You’re not police, you are blue bacon!

Salaam London, go ahead, organize, spit or just speak/This is for my UK fam that stands up to the British police/They are wily and slimy vultures/We damn them to hell for the brutal killing of Smiley Culture/Don’t lie and say that you didn’t start nothing/We know that you pigs murdered Mark Duggan/No justice for Harry Stanley, I mean the scheme’s ridiculous/Rich running the show and at the top you got the Rothschild clan and Queen Elizabeth/Same ones that fund imperialism and every bit of its indiscriminate slaughter/No justice for Sean Rigg or Christopher Alder/Treated subhuman if you’re Asian or Black or Irish/So fuck the Brit pork, let us repay them with massive riots/

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Police repression is globalized by the tear gas of CSI yo, what they do is crazy/Founded in 1981 by Jacob Kravel and Michael Brunn, two Israelis/Putrid ADL brainwashing US cops to fight the hatred of Jews/In other words, any criticism of Zionism will have you locked up for anti-Semitism and facing your doom/Welcome to Israelification, it’s crude with all top police chiefs flown to Tel Aviv/Sold embellished dreams of the Holocaust fraud, it’s the same broken record with the grossest melody/Shin Bet and the Mossad yo, run the bacon in New York, LA and Chicago, their homicide is rampant/Pigs and their masters, we have to smash them, before they colonize the planet/

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Track Name: 208-The Eternal Bolivarian V - Comandante's Second Ascent
The Eternal Bolivarian V: Comandante’s Second Ascent

___—Madd Cold—___

To say that Chavez is dead is a twisted, worthless fallacy/Chavez is
a people on their feet, not just a single gifted personality/Chavez is a nation, Chavez is the face of an entire continent/Chavez is living
anti-hegemony, that defies the opulence/Chavez is the phoenix that emerges from the ashes of an Empire with declining dominance/No doubt that rival Washington, stamped and bleeped and it burned/When you facilitated Ortega coming back to the spotlight, in the Sandanistas’ return/Gave birth to Bolivia’s Evo Morales and the legendary brother ain’t do things the easy way/A ferocious soldier, kicking out McDonalds, Coca Cola, Zionist Jew Philip Goldberg and the DEA/Kicked out the Israeli envoy also, after you Hugo, Evo is the illest and the grittiest man/Viva Evo, told the Zionist squatters that they ain’t welcome on Bolivian land/Together you bonded resistant Latin America with our Palestinian fam/Hugo gave us Rafael Correa, making Ecuador part of your fly, handy crew/Dun told the US, you want yourself a military base here, okay, clear, but we want ourselves a base in Miami too/Fights the bankers, fights for the poor and fights privatization/Elected over and over, like you he inspires his nation/Even though in Honduras and Paraguay, the CIA came then played the decider/Hugo, you still gave birth to Lugo and paved the way for Zelaya/Helped free Argentina ‘cause you gave birth to the Kirchners/Chavez the Liberator, you ain’t come to wage war but wage work for the workers/With Nicolas Maduro Moros as your successor, the scepter of Bolivarianism won't get lower, just higher/You should see how mad the Zionists are, their whining is large, crying because the good brother is a bus driver/The brother has your clutch fire, that passion and no mercy when he checks devils/Your spiritual son, your protégé ready to mold and take Venezuela to the next level/Diosdado Cabello is with him too so let the monsters plot their coups and color revolts/All their schemes are gonna blow up in their faces ‘till their neocon makers are all covered in smoke/They can sanction, they can subvert, but the Bolivarian government won’t/succumb to the scum ‘cause the Venezuelan people have come too far, it is an undeniable gift/Bolivarianism fostered a societal shift/In the forests, in the rivers, in the mountains there is Hugo even in the droplets of rain/Hugo Chavez is the catalyst who ignited the Venezuelan consciousness change/So nobody dare say Chavez is dead, put that nonsense in the shredder/Comandante, the Global South is united in your memory so take solace in the knowledge we’re together/Viva, Chavez, he who cannot die because, Chavez is forever/

BRIDGE
Viva, Chavez!
Viva Venezuela!
Viva la Revolucion Bolivariana!

All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: 209-Hizbullah Will Prevail
Hizbullah Will Prevail

__---Madd Cold---__

Intro
For Sheikh Ragheb Harb, Sayyed Abbas Musawi, Khaled Bazzi and
Hassan Lakkis/This Mouqawamah is something that the enemy is not gonna breach/Defend the oppressed and speak for the weak/As
Martyr Khalil Jarradi said, no armament in the world can defeat your belief/

Sons of the remover of the Khaybar door/Now, you’re the uprooters of the Khazar swarm/ Crushers of Yazid so the ire is Husseini/Nobleness of Qasim, you are lions who are roll bravely/Guided by Sayyed Musa al-Sadr and Fadlallah and inspired by the fire of Khomeini/Spirited with fearlessness and yeah it makes the Zionists go zany/Breathing manifestation of the Holy Messenger’s House/Zionist-engineered Civil War didn’t make you stop living pure, Multinational Force was smacked and of course, it was your resistance that drove the lowly Westerners out/Made the Israelis retreat to the Litani/ Showed them that you’re guerrilla geniuses and there is no weakness in your bodies/
Ahmad Qassir lives still, martyrdom is the very zenith of the Party/

HOOK
Every plot that you fiends concoct, is only destined to fail
Hizbullah will never be defeated, Hizbullah will prevail
Sayyed Nasrallah is the promised truth, champion of the highest stage
Hizbullah, will never ever lose so you can die of rage

Operation Accountability ain’t stop your pace or make it crash/And Operation Grapes of Wrath/couldn’t shock your faith or break your path/Sumoud of Salah Ghandour to the true masterfulness of the Ambush of Ansariyeh, Mouqawamah operations skyrocketed ‘cause you were fortified to strike more/Every new death of an occupier you broadcasted in the campaign called “Who’s Next?”, enemy was left terribly demoralized from psych war/ Devilish Barak realized that his army of terrorists were blocked and crippled in the fight/ Then like the cowards they are they withdrew in the middle of the night/Hizbullah had eviscerated the doubt/How you like them apples Zionist scoundrels? Hizbullah liberated the South/

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Summer 2006 the very fabric of history shook/As Hizbullah once again ravaged the history books/34 days of hell but Israel simply failed to humiliate Lebanon’s sons/Entire world stood against Hizbullah and Hizbullah won/Everyday saw the Resistance’s achievements stack ‘cause Hizbullah, is the truth and the starlight/Hizbullah, is the proof of ALLAH’s might/And the July War was a lesson to the sickening marauders/Legend Ali Saleh known as “Bilal” single-handedly shattered the myth of the Merkava/You defeated Zionism, gift of it’s nirvana/And with that Divine Victory, Siniora’s tears didn’t shake off these malicious pigs/Not at all, the faith of the Resistance did/

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Naksa Day always used to render despair/But now every June 5th we’ll remember Qusayr/Takfiris came as the tarnishers of hope/Killing men and women and children and leaving churches and markets up in smoke/Threatened Hizbullah but Hizbullah was not just gonna sit with a target to the throat/So Hizbullah went into Qusayr and ripped out the heart of the revolt/Nusra and ISIS ain’t qualified to know this Resistance, that’s why they underestimate it/Did they actually think that their Saudi guns could decimate it?/Fake moujahideen had to bleed for their folly/Every one of ‘em fell to the calls of “Ya Zaynab!” and the screams of “Ya 3ali!”/Tools can’t win in a duel with titans/And Zionist proxies can’t hang with the Hajj Imad Mughniyeh School of Fighting/

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BRIDGE (4x)
Never, do we, say surrender
Instead we yell “Hayhat minna zilla!”

All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: 210-Flower Of Resistance
Flower Of Resistance

___—Madd Cold—___

Theory of the Soul Mate is solidified with your existence/So beautiful the words are a crucible to merge, seeing you is to live
and die and in a minute/I am reborn in the sky you’re just exquisite/Eternity is in your gaze, LoVe your emerald eyes, they are infinite/And they match with my browns, your skin and your mind mesh too/Our LoVe for the Resistance is only less explicit than our LoVe for each other, our union’s a divine vessel/Sublime, special, and the kinda thing that is even rare in the heavens/Yallah, you’re my Interstellar, to the universe we’ll go from the cellar and I really do not care where we’re heading/You are my Sunray, my Moon Glow, and my Starshine/You’re the womanly manifestation of a Hizbullah triumph, ‘cause you are beyond time/

HOOK (2x)
Flower of Resistance, so militant, my Queen
Killer of my agony, fulfiller of my dreams
Light of my life, my magnificent star
Soul Mate, Naseeb, my gift from ALLAH

A kiss from your lips and I’m drifting in awe/Mouqawamah Rose, even to this day you are lifting the scars/Put me back together from a gaggle of jagged baggage, pictures and shards/And the B-Stuy son of Iraq’s Kufa, gave you a raging strength/3aytaroun princess, Hermel empress, to uphold your honor I will go to amazing lengths/At the ocean’s bottom I will swim to your rescue/Like Hizbullah commander Fawzi Ayoub, who sacrificed his life for his men in Aleppo/Never will I ever let a demon move in to oppress you/I will defend and protect you/With my blood, ‘cause you’re my LoVe, bling of my soul, my wings, my dream/From The Little Prince’s journey, we became King and Queen/

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In LoVe since before birth, saw you at Al-Khidr’s gold and blue fountain of bliss/And when my soul kindled your soul I just knew that I would move mountains for this/ Struggled so much but emerged untouched like the Mouqawamah’s aura in 2006/No matter what was thrown at us, we overcame the war/Our Tombstone Rose LoVe is a living victory and that is what every soldier’s aiming for/Muhammad and Khadijah, Ali and Fatima, Ja3far al-Sadiq and Hamidah al-Khatoun prevailed, and so can we/You ain’t just the apple of my eye, you’re the whole damn tree/Created from a single life force, you’re my other, you see?/My best friend, poetry made flesh, a gorgeous mother to be/My only one, my past, my present and my future/Baby, my lady, my rain, my heaven, my Katyusha/ You’re the sole holder of the keys to my heart/There ain’t no scenario to keep us apart/ Even if you were Sana’a Mehaidli, we’d be good, there is no need for tripping/‘Cause I LoVe you more than life itself already, so I will happily be your mission/

REPEAT HOOK (2x)

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Track Name: 211-Death To Israel
Death To Israel

__---Madd Cold---__

To Falasteen, you are my heart, my mind, my body, my soul/We will not stop our fight ‘till your body is whole/Lifta to Al-Jalil, Al-Quds to Gaza City/Long live the Resistance, steadfast, leaving the Zionists’ heads smashed, there is no time to harbor pity/These demons are aggressive and evil is their essence, they are pharaonic rulers modernized and/Worshipers of Satan, they are murderers and racists and the cruelest lot of liars/Falasteen has seen 131 years of Jewish colonizing/Not to mention 65 years it’s been occupied, land has been toxified, massacres by savages, ravaging, madd dead/Nakba, Naksa, all the way to Cast Lead/Ramla, Dueima, Deir Yassin/Kufr Qassem, Khan Younis and Jenin/All were brutally assaulted by this goddamn regime/But the Palestinian people left oblivion vetoed ‘cause you are still there/White phosphorus bombs boom and spill tears/Globally, Zionist Lobby goons instill fear/So much culture vultured, look at what the Jews have killed here/This is genocide, what they do is real clear/That is why we pray to see the usurping Jewish entity’s destiny end/ With the return of every single Palestinian and Lebanese refugee ethnically cleansed/

HOOK
Death to Israel, say it loudly!
Death to Israel, say it proudly!
Fuck your peace and coexistence!
I would rather die than live with no resistance!
Death to Israel, say it with me!
Death to Israel, pray it with me now!
Free Falasteen is the only answer!
Death to Israel, cure the cancer!

Nearly 200 more martyrs with Operation Pillar of Cloud/Chemical weapons, women, kids and men are infected, they are not spilling your blood in silence though, they are spilling it loud/Arrogant dogs and magniloquent hounds/Throw these intruders in the wilderness now/No, no say the foes but with stones and Fajr-5 Rockets, motherfuck the Iron Dome, we will bleed for your nation/Like Iran, Syria and Hizbullah, we’ll struggle with you ‘till complete liberation/Haifa, Yaffa, Lydd, Isdud, Majdal, let the chills hit your knees so they quiver/Free Falasteen from the Sea to the River/From every dunam of land Israeli footprints are gone, every library has their booklists restored and all are posh/Word to Fathi Shaqaqi and George Habash/Ahmad Jaabari, Kamal Nasser and Dalal Mughrabi and, every other fighter who was murdered for this cause of dignity/Quicksand existence, fabricated is the only way to define this awful entity/Death to Israel, that is the mission, yes/Then we’re gonna hit the Rothschilds’ capitalism next/

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Fuck the Holofraud, they lied they are crying victims/Damn right this here is a try to malign the system/How many more of our people do you wanna see dying from Zionism?/ They bombed Sudan and they bombed Iraq/Egypt, Jordan and Lebanon have been bombed a lot/They drone-bombed Somalia and bombed Tunisia/They bombed Damascus, and now the bastards bankroll the Takfiri marauders who target Syria/Jewish neocons orchestrated the chaos that gobbled Libya/Jewish supremacism engraved in all their subliminal messages/If Zionism and Judaism are not the same then, why is every military operation named straight up after biblical references/End this ideology, end the Zionist colony, then talk of peace but not before/Fuck every drop of this liberal coexistence drivel, it’s only for you weak, obnoxious pawns/Fight for our religion and fight for our leaders/ Fight for our children and fight for our dreamers/Fight for our ancestors, fight for the land/Fight for our martyrs and fight for the woman and fight for the man/Fight for the lemons and fight for the olives and fight for the fam/We are not scared of Israeli nukes, the Zionist entity’s might’s gonna burn/Resistance is eternal, and so is the Right of Return/Ya Falasteen, I know that your fallen ones in Heaven are feeling me/Death to Israel is not just something that is possible, Death to Israel is an inevitability/

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All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: 212-Spider's Web
Spider’s Web

___—Madd Cold—___

Can you imagine it/The “Tel Aviv” regime dismantled, we shattered
it/Real liberation, our soldiers took down Dimona, they’re phantoms and ravenous/Every single colony damned and slammed with the javelin/of martyrdom, we can feel the essence of the land in our abdomens/Word to Izz ad-Din al-Qassam, this ain’t no illusion or rumination/We have delivered Al-Aqsa through Jerusalem’s fumigation/Kill off its military might and the “state” of bandits and arrogants/Gets exposed as a weakling entity where nothing is more rampant than cowardice/The Hizbullah option has been exercised and it’s the right one/ Now the fight’s done/For this freedom, we have bled to see the end and so we can (Breathe Again!)/

HOOK
Said you would reign and you would reign long
But your reign’s crumbling so you claimed wrong
Sacred is the blood that our fighters bled
And Israel is weaker than a spider’s web
Said you would reign and you would reign long
But we cut your reign down because our blade’s strong
Sacred is the blood that our fighters bled
And Zionism’s weaker than a spider’s web

Colonialism-free world, no, it ain’t impossible to dream of it/No, it ain’t illogical or reasonless/FLN Algeria is proof, Syria is too and they both looked phenomenal achieving it/ Over hundreds of years our people have been torn asunder with tears but we ain’t gon’ let our testimonial pain pass/I am the resurrection of our Moroccan brethren bombarded incessantly, by colonial Spain’s gas/Rif to the regions of the Sahrawi people we gon’ knock ‘till we stop this trend/And the Zionist-collaborating king’ll simply watch as we box him in/And his freemasonic regime dies, we have flocked here for Abdel Krim/For Maghreb’s victory, we have bled to free our friends from Zionist dominion and of course so we can (Breathe Again!)/

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A world without hegemony, yes, it is happening now/We are not just killing the JNWO, we are blessed to be batting it down/For every hasbara site, there are ten more for Palestine/ You cannot break the truth for we will always endure and calcify/Jewish oligarchs in Kiev killing innocents in the Donbass but their fake control is just crafty/So salute to The Putin for recovering Crimea and putting a stop to NATO taking over the Black Sea/Unipolarity is synonymous with the lunacy of gangsters/May ALLAH protect Tehran, Iran’s technological genius supersedes the sanctions/New Silk Road is where we will tread ‘till the Empire demon’s dead and we can (Breathe Again!)/

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All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold