I`m not a Buddha boy I`m not a Muslim man I`m not a Christian or a Jew
I`m not a Mormon freak I`m not a Catholic geek And I`m nothing at all like you
My mind, my heart, my soul is calm While I sit here sauteriing my c-2 bomb Got some wires crossed In my twisted head Connect the green wire here or was it red?
Cause it`s my fate I operate on hate I go by many other names But now
I am the sentinel I want the world to know I`m sending you all to hell I`m tired and I`m wired here to blow
There`s something disturbing Going on in my turban I`m home, home on de/the range I feel my meditation so deep within While my medication`s kicking in
Cause it`s my fate I operate on hate I go by many other names But now
I am the sentinel I want the world to know I`m sending you all to hell I`m tired and I`m wired here to blow
I am the sentinel I want the world to know I`m sending you all to hell I`m tired and I`m wired here to blow
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