American Terrorist (feat. Matthew Santos)

Close your mind, close your eyes, see with your heart How do you forgive the murderer of your father? The ink of a scholar is worth a thousand times more Than the blood of a martyr We came through the storm Nooses on our necks and a smallpox blanket to keep us warm On a 747, on the Pentagon lawn Wake up, the alarm clock is connected to a bomb Anthrax lab on a West Virginia farm Shorty ain't learned to walk, already heavily armed Civilians and little children is especially harmed Camouflaged Torahs, Bibles and glorious Korans The books that take you to Heaven And let you meet the Lord there Have become misinterpreted, reasons for warfare We read 'em with blind eyes I guarantee you there's more there Rich must be blind because they didn't see the poor there Yeah, need to open up a park Just closed 10 schools, we don't need 'em Can you please call the Fire Department? They're down here marching for freedom Burn down ATV's, turn their TV's on to teach 'em and move The more money that they make The more money that they make The better and better they live Whatever they wanna take Whatever they wanna take Whatever whatever it is The more that you wanna learn The more that you try to learn The better and better it gets American terrorist Now the poor Klu Klux, man, see that we're all brothers Not 'cause things are the same Because we lack the same color And that's green, now that's mean Can't burn his cross 'cause he can't afford the gasoline Now if a Muslim woman strapped with a bomb on a bus With the seconds running give you the jitters Just imagine a American-based Christian organization Planning to poison water supplies To bring the Second Coming quicker Nigga, they ain't living properly Break 'em off a little democracy Turn their whole culture to a mockery Give 'em Coca-Cola for their property Give 'em gum, give 'em guns, get 'em young, give 'em fun If they ain't giving it up, then they ain't getting none And don't give 'em all, naw, man, just give 'em some It's the paper, some of these cops must be Al-Qaeda, nigga The more money that they make The more money that they make The better and better they live Whatever they wanna take Whatever they wanna take Whatever whatever it is The more that you wanna learn The more that you try to learn The better and better it gets American terrorist More money that they make The more money that they make The better and better they live Whatever they wanna take Whatever they wanna take Whatever whatever it is The more that you wanna learn The more that you try to learn The better and better it gets American terrorist It's like don't give the black man food Give red man liquor Red man, fool, black man, nigga Give yellow man tool, make him railroad builder Also give him pan, make him pull gold from river Give black man crack, glocks and things Give red man craps, slot machines Now bring it back, bring it back, bring it back Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back Bring it back, bring it back Don't give the black man food Give they red man liquor Red man, fool, black man, nigga Give yellow man tool, make him railroad builder Also give him pan, make him pull gold from river Give black man crack, glocks and things Give red man craps, slot machines Now bring it back, bring it back, bring it back Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back Bring it back, bring it back American, American terrorist American, American, American, American American, American terrorist American, American terrorist