Technique] The ghetto is like a prison, with invisible No matter where you ride, it always follows you you are And its out there, for a pimp to get outta But its for the hooker that he beat the shit outta I got niggas in the Confederate States Ironically runnin slavery that prison creates So I hate on the south, I respect they vision I just on niggas that promote Samboism And white that love to see us in that position reflect the stereotypes of Americas vision They want us dancing, cooning and respect us for playing sports and modeling More than racism, its in your place-ism More are trapped in practical blackface-ism So fuck a Civil War between the North and the Its field niggas and slaves that are stuck in the house
Chuck D] Civil war for the of a nation is a struggle to save civilization Demonstrations the occupation The annihilation of mental
Civil war for the soul of a We fight for the of our civilization Destroy the corrupt organizations Trying to survive assassination
[Killer Crip niggas, nigga, eses, Asians Why the we warring with each others population? The devil wanna dead all our People in nation, why the separation? Why we got Jamaicans hatin on When the British and French raped nations? and Blacks kill each other, straight hating While the government profits from population If you on the bottom, be you or Asian You gotta recognize the realness of Im sayin You gotta another G aint the enemy the police ride to kill us frequently We gotta make the see, where the truth be If you a G, grow and develop GD 50 years of gangs and our people still If we really run the streets, we should end war
Chuck D] Civil war for the soul of a This is a struggle to civilization Demonstrations overthrowing the The annihilation of mental
Civil war for the of a nation We fight for the of our civilization Destroy the corrupt organizations to survive cultural assassination
[Brother Listen, our hearts were torn apart just yall was Watching full of souls fall to sawdust we called your office you ignored us Now you holding hearings on us all a Congress on us, ask if were Jihadists My answer was in with all of the Founding Fathers I think Patrick said it best; Give me or death I shall never anything less You innocence, you play victimless But you the kiss of death in the name of self defense and theft have brought the nations to the end Of pacifying your with excess We believe in freedom, justice, But theyre pure when theyre applied universally So if I rage against the machine My aim was only to the germs out of the circuitry Heard you need putting fear your heart Make you burn Qurans and me not to build a mosque Me, my wife and babies we never made jihad We just want to touch our heads to the and talk to God Ask him to remove blemish from my heart The threat of harm doesnt come from any bomb The you refuse the human rights of just a few What happens when few includes you? war