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Who cares who sucks the president? Or about "illegal immigrants" when half the residents are Ku Klux The Blue plus, the white and the red Fifty stars are propaganda beat you right in the head I'm fightin the feds, for possesion of the people's lands Their evil hands are controlled by political minds Borders ain't nothin but invisible lines Thirteen bars that imprison the mind, stars and bars (Sun Rise Above) We live in a time of turmoil Missles fly and innocents die for the earths oil The worst royal tyrant is George W, and his violence Flyin his bomb droppin sky ships Over our head, recruitin our kids Propaganda tells them that they got to shoot or be dead Uncle Sam wants you, but he ain't gettin me I got one life to live and I ain't goin on a killin spree And as that sinks in deep down you're feelin me But scared to speak cause your speach ain't really free And the government's lovin it It's easy to take away your rights when your mind is on some other shit Like terrorism, cause you just know what you're told Brainwashed since the birth, you just grow in the mold I owe it to old heads that came before me To explain the whole the story and pain of old glory Songtexte [Chorus x 2] I'm sick, my throat hurts, I wrote words Wonder if you're hearin me, fuck a conspiracy Seriously and factual, they're actually attackin you The same one's I'm rappin to, pigs will bust a cap into You think it can't happen, do you really? Or do you feel me, cause you know where it came from? Don't play dumb Cause the same ones you came to see on stage would have been slaves a couple years ago Money don't grow on trees, it grows in cotton fields Peep these corporations, how you think they got their mils? Stop and chill, look around for the evidence The red is for the blood of the imigrants, that died for white power And the blue is for the water that all those dead slaves are swimmin in The first president was a slave owner, it ain't over We're still stuck behind stars and bars Aus Songtexte Mania