Maxim Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Worldwide Syndicates Lyrics

f/ Chris Corner

 

 [Intro - Maxim]

 Yo, international hits goin' on

 Yo, digital....satelite uplink

 We ain't talking about no lifestyle, gold cufflinks

 Whatever, yo, yo, yo

 

 [Hook - Maxim]

 I know the link between Wideworld Sydicates

 We touch the borders, the borders so delicate

 I know the link between Wideworld Syndicates

 We touch the borders, the borders so intricate

 I know the link between Wideworld Sydicates

 We touch the borders, the borders so delicate

 I know the link between Wideworld Sydicates

 Syndicates, syndicates!

 

 [Chris Corner]

 Arrrghaaa! Gaseous attack, I broadcast these facts

 so the masses react

 'Cos we're trapped in the Worldwide

 Worldwide deception, stock markets crash

 (?) start to hash

 Deep in the torture, prisoners of war

 It's martial law, harsh and indoors

 This New World Order, try manslaughter

 Time on every borderline as the blind follow the blind

 2001: Space Odessey collapsin' the economy

 Grim Reaper - maximum prodigy 

 Ain't no hard drives, lookin' all pretty 

 We talk about Smart Cards, life in the city

 it's shitty. WAAAAAGH! *deep breaths*

 I concentrate, contemplate

 How can I take the weight? URRGH, URRGH-AAAHH!

 Wipe your tears for your son, Mom

 Cos Vietnam was sorta like a high school prom

 Prepared to take this destruction

 Governments, got in construction

 Your life will be worth less than dust then.

 Actions to cover the earth with radiation. Alert!

 The ozone layer's goin' to burst!

 (?) 

 Death to the power of the sun

 Hear it explained and clear, in your eardrum

 New York to England, tight like a snare drum

 Maxim, Poetic and Diamond J

 Help you find a way before mankind decays

 La la-la, la la-la-ah-ah

 La la-la, yo, yo, yo

 Inside this veritcal villages

 Where we murder and pillage

 and watch our own earth diminish

 Niggas' store owners become album killers

 I love them soldiers, they got no limits

 Trap ya soul in it, niggas who flow with it

 Soul with it and start blowin' kisses

 at young brothers in showbusiness

 Paint a picture so vivid you can feel it

 

 [Hook]

 

 [Maxim]

 What's goin on in this *whoooooop-whoooop*

 A confusin' time for all, everyone's got to agree

 The complex state of affairs - peer pressure

 Who's the aggressor? Who's the Spartacists?

 Who can we trust? What future lies before us?

 I must stress - It's down to intellect

 Over-tiredness, over-exergtion, perversion

 The strain, we put on the life game

 Many men want to find the meaning to the colourful

 palette of everyday scenarios

 Touch of a button, violate nature's laws

 Big bad claws, neither mine, neither yours

 We take this chaos, no respect 

 Do we have to wreck everything?

 We have to take steps to protect all assets

 Utilise our intellect - we cannot forget!

 Too many wild cards in the pack, elusive

 Characters, politicians to barristers, lunatics

 madmen (?) and straight through to lecturers

 The soul conquered (?)

 Obscenity of hypocrisy, it's genuine

 I plan to ruin, I make a profit out of everything

 Ranging from snakeskins to amphetamines

 Precious stones, to bitumin

 

 [Hook]