[Verse 1: Virtuoso]
You told the soldiers fight for god got them slaughtering kids
Now they sick taking naked flicks at Abu Ghraib
This is, a step back, not evolution for the torturer
Let's fight for resolution revolution through a orchestra
There's more to the, regime change than democracy
Hipocrisy so the elite can keep their monopoly
Why so few control so much of the wealth
How you gon' stop corporate criminals you are one yourself
In business with the Bin Ladens rich off of Enron
Iraq building contracts to Cheney is dead wrong
And Rumsfeld don't even know how a gun's held
Let him fight his own battles
Faggot wouldn't shoot one shell
But they'll recruit high-schools for young kids
Give 'em guns with lasers
Make them run up in some crib to take a hostage
No rights in Guantanamo
We onto those snakes, make them fall like dominoes
'Cause now they talking 'bout delaying the election
Scare us with terror alerts and say it's for protection
Won't let the U.N. count the votes
Afraid 'cause we are destined to take away their power
Break away from their oppression
Tell those masons we ain't with their segregation
We want mind elevation, health care legislation
Worldwide medication, answers
Why they not interrogating Bin Laden's family
Just taking them back to the Saudis
Then they hit us with the patriot act
We want proof, where's the truth? Start facing the facts
Where's the bombs that Saddam used to make in Iraq?
Your either stupid or a liar start facing the fact, that...
[Hook x2: Virtuoso & Slaine]
You have no god, you have no honor
To defend your father who made this Osama
Been paid for Bin Laden, Saddam and the Taliban
Whose oil are you putting in your caravan?
[Verse 2: Slaine]
You know that I'm the type to fight I'm willing to brawl
If it still isn't right we can kill 'em all
We can go to war, with all these motherfuckers in the sand
We can take it to the Saudi's now we make 'em understand
With the working class jerking that M-60
But if I'm going out, fuck it, I'm taking them with me
But tell me which lies, are the generated push lies
From the reagan administration on down to these Bush guys
Manipulate the media, make it like you switched sides
Economics trickle down
Greedier rich guys are tickled pink
And it's sick to think while we eatin' chicken wings
Thinking how to stick the Brink's
Sicker things are happening, it's not inside of my head
We can't get Osama now so here's Saddam instead
Sand battlefields are bloody and they're rotten and red
While Al Qaeda got a camera and there choppin our heads
And this is your America, mine has never been oil
Mr. Bush no we never made the president royal
So put your crown on that ground
The same ground that gave you your dollars and pounds
Rubles and your yens
And look what you've created, sir, 'cause truly you are them
There's a 911 america the president is them
With his hand on the bible watch the devil in his sin
When his blood spills, know that he was never innocent, No!
[Hook x2]
[Verse 3: Virtuoso]
Lemme explian why my heart is in pain
You trade lives for loot and claim fair market exchange
While my man from the block hit the marines at seventeen
Exposed his soul to horrible killings he's never seen
Lost more than fifty pounds trekking across the desert ground
Afghanistan he's soon to hit Iraq with heavy weapon rounds
Yo, E, rep your town 'cause The Bean got your back
I'm just heated at the current regime's scheme of attack
The president dodged drafts, drive drunk and sniffed cane
And claim Clinton should have been impeached for dicking
Chicks' brains
They think insane and it's plain that their priority's stealing Florida
By blocking votes from minorities
They want police state authority, Nazi mind control conformity
A world war like when we stormed Normandy
Cheney's the brain, he's doctor evil, with a broken heart
Bush Senior runs the country, Junior couldn't run a go-kart
They start wars and use our tax to build their bombs
They're crazy rich from alcohol, tobacco and firearms
And Bin Laden ain't gon' never get handled, man
Only wanted to build a pipeline through Afghanistan
Osama's father launder more cash everytime we pour gas
While ghetto youth catch bullets in they poor ass
How can we compete when their base is the elite?
Well, I guess our only option is to take it to the streets
The last thing we wanted was to reach a civil war
But if our ass ain't living free, then what are we living for?
The last thing we wanted was to start a civil war
But if our ass ain't living free what the fuck are we living for?!?!
[Hook x2]
