Your Favorite Anti-nwo Music?

[deathstickboy]

Lyrics, links, videos? What'cha got?

I will (re-)start with some rare Rage Against the Machine, an excellent video.B)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0t4OUPoZm1c

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The main attraction - distraction
got ya number than nnumber than numb
Empty ya pockets son; they got you thinkin that
What ya need is what they sellin
Make you think that buyin is rebellin
From the theaters to malls on every shore
Tha thin line between entertainment and war
The frontline is everywhere, there be no shelter here
Speilberg the nightmare works so push it far
Amistad was a whip, the truth was feathered and tarred
Memory erased, burned and scarred
Trade in ya history for a VCR

Cinema, simulated life, ill drama
Fourth Reich culture - Americana
Chained to the dream they got ya searchin for
Tha thin line between entertainment and war

There be no shelter here
Tha frontline is everywhere

Hospitals not profit full
Yet market bulls got pockets full
To advertise some hip disguise
View tha world from American eyes
Tha poor adore keep fiendin for more
Tha thin line between entertainment and war
They fix the need, develop the taste
Buy their products or get laid to waste
Coca-Cola is back in the veins of Saigon
And Rambo too, he got a dope pair of Nikes on
And Godzilla pure muthafuckin filler
To keep ya eyes off the real killer

Cinema, simulated life, ill drama
Fourth Reich culture - Americana
Chained to the dream they got ya searchin for
Tha thin line between entertainment and war

American eyes, American eyes....
View the world from American eyes
Bury the past, rob us blind
And leave nothin behind

Just stare
Relive the nightmare.

[standvast]

Atmosphere
Lyrics to "scapegoat".

It's as much Anti-Nwo as it is reflective on self,
i like it very much.

Quote:It's the caffeine, the nicotine, the miligrams of tar
It's my habitat, it needs to be clean, it's my car
It's the fast talk they use to abuse and feed my brain
It's the cat box it needs to be changed, it's the pain
It's women, it's the plight for power it's government
The way your giving knowledge slow and throwing in subtle hints
It's rubbing it, It's itching it, It's applying cream
It's the foreigners sight seeing with high beams, It's in my dreams
It's the monsters that I conjure, It's the marijuana
It's emberassment, displacement, It's where I wander
It's my genre, It's Madonna's videos
It's game shows,cheap liquor,blunts, and bumper stickers with rainbows
It's angels, demons, gods, it's the white devils
It's the monitors, the soundman, it's the fucking mic levels
It's gas fumes, fast food, Tommy Hil, the date rap pill (?)
Columbia House music club, designer drugs and rhyming thugs
It's bloods and crips, five and six,
It's stick up kids, It's christian conservative terrorists, it's porno
flicks
It's the east coast, no it's the west coast
It's public schools, it's asbestos
It's mentholated, It's techno
It's sleep, life, and death
It's speed, coke, and meth
It's hay fever, pain relievers, oral sex, and smokers breath
It stretches for as far as the eye can see
It's reality, fuck it , it's everything but me
On and on and on and on
The list goes on and on and on and on
It's in the air, in the water, it's in the meat
It's indirect, indiscrete, inconsistent, and incomplete
It's on the street, every city and everywhere you go
In every man it's the insanity, the fantasy, the casualties
It's the health care system, it's welfare victims
It's assault weapons, it's television religion, and it's false lessons
It's cops, pigs with badges guns and sticks
It's harassment and a complex you carry when you're running shit
It's wondering if you get to eat
It's the winter , the weather
It's herpes, and it's forever
It's the virus that takes the lives of the weak and the strong
It's the drama that keeps on between me and my seed's mom
It's that need to speek long, It's my hunger for attention
It's the wack , who attack songs of redemption
It's prevention, It's the first solution
It's loosing the retribution(?), it's mental pollution, and public
execution
It's the nails that keep my hands and feet to these boards
It's the part time job that governs what you can afford
It's the fear, It's the fake
It's clear it can make time stop and leave you stranded in the year of
the
snake
It's the dollar, yen, pound, it's all denomination
It's hourly wages for your professional observations
It's on your face and it's in your eyes
It's everything you be
But it ain't me mother fucker, it ain't me
On and on and on and on
the list goes on and on and on and on

It's the first song that came to mind that feels
true to the conundrum of "how much is me/mine"/ who's to blame really?".

I'll find some more lateron..
I'll have to type out my favorits, they don't have lyrics on the web.

If anyone likes Atmosphere [especially the old stuff as i do]
i will upload an album or two in "the hiphop thread"

peace'
standvast.

[standvast]

Arsonists / Anomalies 12inch.

lyrics to "Blacklisted",
another classic piece, much better with it's music,
but good in just the lyric written form aswell.

Quote:(sample)
If we all reacted the same way we'd be predictable
(sample)
Life perpetuates itself through diversity.
A copy is just an identical image
Copies do not give rise to variety and originality

(Helixx Of Anomolies)
I never walk with blind sight
See through the darkness by a dim light
Imploy divine write, paint a picture off a foresight
Bear witness to the power unseen, like a fiend's dream
Stimulating means, transmitting through your bloodstream
But, before you detox, I make ya knees drop
Release the G-Shock, we believes ya breathing
Never conceiving or even understanding how I made you
Because I'm playin you
I broke you down to nothing left you crumbling every angle
Never-ending story it's like a beginning
Given every mediocre trend is useful to it's sinning
Bending over all the cases, staying true means in the basement
While the others lay the sound
And create music from defacement
All the time, a certain state of mind defines secular
Music that exceeds a higher plain but becomes irregular
And everyone's reaction is that we're a minor fraction
Of a culture that is thriving just on worldly satisfaction

But it's okay
I seen the signs ignite, just layed forte
No more stray, I know the mallets that they portray
So, I stay, Helixx see armageddon
for the conservation of my presence, fuck the word acceptance
I get triple 7's every time I finish sparking sessions
Choose your own discression, I'm on a black to score attention
All in what I mention, they want a means for intervention
Learn another lesson only you can choose the right direction

(Jise-One Of Arsonists)

My story in heart, scarify your own opponent
No clemicy(?) for the opposed in my way of life for roaming
In a moment I will conquer edacious attitudes
Full of greed, bitterness and leave us, without an avenue
Therefore to brother needs suddenly got fillin back energy
Entering my presence which leads to fury essense
My testament to decimate your auto-torments
Tournaments is sharpen bargain it wanna sight my need for sense
Mentals travel the world blockless the prefer miscreant
You fall if youth depends on the pen you see's not your friend
Spend half my time settin Presidents' more events
While these guys eat my style, get signed for what I invent

(Chorus)

(both)
That's why I DON'T WANNA BE AN EMCEE
THE DEFINITION'S ALL FUCKED UP
That's why I DON'T WANNA BE AN EMCEE
shit's all fucked up; It's just us against an industry.
(Jise)
You gotta know the right artilery

(both)
AND I DON'T WANNA BE AN EMCEE
THE DEFINITION'S ALL FUCKED UP
That's why I DON'T WANNA BE AN EMCEE
shit's all fucked up; It's just us against an industry.

(Helixx c armageddon)
Too many rumours stay around me
(both)

That's why I DON'T WANNA BE AN EMCEE
THE DEFINITION'S ALL FUCKED UP

(Jise)
This shit is sick and they're no remedy
(both)
AND I DON'T WANNA BE AN EMCEE
THE DEFINITION'S ALL FUCKED UP
IT'S JUST US AGAINST THE INDUSTRY

(Jise-One)
Upon my ministry you worship, I shed my blood uncoerced
Cherish every sound and rhyme for the wound is serviced
My Arsonists attire spit fire for sabotage
Camoflauge through a collage, disposable mirage
My heart purchased like the bars, too hard to rap with simpletons
Middle-men were placed in the front of men, to riddle em
Come on you kiddin me triz, only cause me chuckle tickles
I cripple temples and went through to mental this stress and missile
My instrumentals chaperone my wordplay it indents you
Walk through panels of horror now I'm a rebel bustin my neck
But above the level I'm Jise-One snatch your enterprise
Set course when I preform to you, new tot-ter-y eyes

(Helixx)

Too many rumours spread like tumors who's the cause for the reaction
though the mouth's dry like crowd spittin words without you askin
Talkin shit but fortified lips in, contradictions
False facts, cause depictions plus descripted
By the deadly stalkers who feed off of gossip to get stronger
Or the person that believes the lies although they known you longer
Am I wrong to over-analyze the situation present
Should I stay in the back and, let these leeches use my essense
Only in your pendants can I see the one-eyed vision
My decision to say fuck off to those I see that's bitchin
My decision to say fuck off to those I see that's bitchin

(scratch: "EMMMMCEEEEE")

(both)
AND I DON'T WANNA BE AN EMCEE
THE DEFINITION'S ALL FUCKED UP
IT'S JUST US AGAINST THE INDUSTRY

Not sure if i can find this song as mp3,
but i can upload their album later if requested.

peace'
standvast.

[tsoldrin]

Anti-Flag

"The Project For A New American Century"

Quote:It's a gut check of what you believe

A Global Pax Americana
Neo-con, neo-fascist blue print - USA hegemony
Charlatan war hawks, untried, untrue
Celebrate and exploit tragedy
To steal away control

And it's a gut check of what you believe
Will you stand up for democracy?
or a New American Century?
Endless...
Endless violence, endless hatred
Endless empire tyranny
Will you make a stand for human dignity?
Or never ending hate?

It's a think tank, psycho and crazed
War profiteering membership - a world catastrophe
They've got a war plan that counts on you
to kill for their corporate empire
while they sit at home

And it's a gut check of what you believe
Will you stand up for democracy?
or a New American Century?
Endless...
Endless violence, endless hatred
Endless empire tyranny
Will you make a stand for human dignity?

Are you going to...Fight Back!
Time to prove what you really believe
We gotta FIGHT BACK!
Until we win it all
We gotta FIGHT BACK!
Will you heed the call?
The Neo-Fascist race to war
The PNAC plan to rule the world

It's a gut check of what you believe
Will you stand up for democracy?
or a New American Century?

Are you going to...

And it's a gut check of what you believe
Will you stand up for democracy?
or a New American Century?
Endless...
Endless violence, endless hatred
Endless empire tyranny
Will you make a stand for human dignity?

Will you? Or never ending hate?

[Chopstics]

Song from 2004

Gatas Parlament - Kill Him Now

[Chopstics]

1
Eminem - Mosh
2
White Lion - When The Children Cry
3.
2Pac - Getto Gospel
4.
Chemical Brothers - Galvanize(not quite sure about the meaning of this one..)
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1
Eminem - Mosh


Intro:
(Kids: I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America..

(BOOM)

(Kids: And to the Republic..)

Eminem: People..

(Kids: For which it stands..)

Eminem: Hahaha..

(Kids: One nation under God.. Indivisible..)

Eminem: It feels so good to be back!

Verse 1:

I scrutinize every word, memorize every line
I spit it once, refuel, re-energize and rewind
I give sight to the blind, my insight's through the mind
I exercise my right to express when I feel it's time
It's just all in your mind - what you interpret it as
I say to fight, you take it as I'ma whip someone?s ass
If you don't understand, don't even bother to ask
A father who has grown up with a father-less past
Who has blown up now to rap phenomenon
That has, or at least shows, no difficulty multi-taskin' and juggling both
Perhaps mastered-his-craft slash entrepreneur
Who has helped launch a few more rap-bags
Who's had a few obstacles thrown his way
Through the last half of his career
Typical manure, moving past that
Mister kiss-his-ass-crack, he's a class-act
Rubber-band man, yeah, he just snaps back

Chorus:

Come along, follow me, as I lead through the darkness
As I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed
Carry on, give me hope, give me strength
Come with me, and I wont steer you wrong
Put your faith in your trust, as I guide us through the fog
To the light at the end of the tunnel we gon? fight
We gon' charge, we gon' stomp
We gon' march through the swamp
We gon' mosh through the marsh
Take us right through the doors
Come on..

Verse 2:

All the people up top, on the side and the middle
Come together, let's all form this swamp just a little
Just let it gradually build, from the front to the back
All you can see is a sea of people, some white and some black
No matter what color, all that matters we're gathered together
To celebrate for the same cause, no matter the weather
If it rains, let it rain
Yeah, the wetter the better
They ain't gon' stop us - they can't
We're stronger now, more then ever
They tell us "No", we say "Yeah"
They tell us "Stop", we say "Go"
Rebel with a rebel yell
Raise hell - we gon' let em know
Stomp, push, shove, mush..
Fuck Bush
Until they bring our troops home, c'mon, just..

Chorus:

Come along, follow me as I lead through the darkness
As I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed
Carry on, give me hope, give me strength
Come with me, and I wont steer you wrong
Put your faith in your trust, as I guide us through the fog
To the light at the end of the tunnel we gon' fight
We gon' charge, we gon' stomp
We gon' march through the swamp
We gon' mosh through the marsh
Take us right through the doors
Come on..

Verse 3:

Imagine it pourin', it's rainin' down on us
Moshpits outside the oval office
Someone's tryin to tell us something
Maybe this is God just sayin' we're responsible
For this monster - this coward that we have empowered
This is Bin Laden
Look at his head noddin'
How could we allow something like this without pumpin' our fists
Now, this is our final hour
Let me be the voice, and your strength and your choice
Let me simplify the rhyme just to amplify the noise
Try to amplify it, times it, and multiply it by sixteen million
People are equal at this high pitch
Maybe we can reach al CIAda through my speech
Let the president answer our high anarchy
Strap him with a AK-47, let him go fight his own war
Let him impress daddy that way
No more blood for oil, we got our own battles to fight on our own soil
No more psychological warfare to trick us to thinking that we ain?t loyal
If we don't serve our own country, we?re patronizing our hero
Look in his eyes, its all lies
The stars and stripes, have been swiped
Washed out and wiped and replaced with his own face
Mosh now or die
If I get sniped tonight, you?ll know why
'Cuz I told you to fight

Chorus:

Come along, follow me as I lead through the darkness
As I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed
Carry on, give me hope, give me strength
Come with me, and I wont steer you wrong
Put your faith in your trust, as I guide us through the fog
To the light at the end of the tunnel we gon' fight
We gon' charge, we gon' stomp
We gon' march through the swamp
We gon' mosh through the marsh
Take us right through the doors
Come on

Outro:

Eminem: And as we proceed to mosh through this desert storm.. in these closing statements, if they should argue, let us beg to differ.. as we set aside our differences, and assemble our own army to disarm this weapon of mass destruction that we call our president for the present.. and mosh for the future of our next generation.. to speak and be heard.. Mr President.. Mr Senator..

(Kids: Hear us, hear us?.. Hahaha)





2
White Lion - When The Children Cry


Little child dry your crying eyes
How can I explain the fear you feel inside
Cause you were born into this evil world
Where man is killing man and no one knows just why
What have we become just look what we have done
All that we destroyed you must build again

CHORUS

When the children cry let them know we tried
Cause when the children sing then the new world begins


Little child you must show the way
To a better day for all the young
Cause you were born for all the world to see
That we all can live with love and peace
No more presidents and all the wars will end
One united world under God

CHORUS

What have we become just look what we have done
All that we destroyed you must build again
No more presidents and all the wars will end
One united world under God

When the children cry let them know we tried
When the children fight let them know it ain't right
When the children pray let them know the way
Cause when the children sing then the new world begins ..



3.
2Pac - Getto Gospel

Intro:
Uh, hit them with a little ghetto gospel.

Chorus:
Those who wish to follow me. (my Ghetto gospel)
I welcome with my hands.
And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold.
And peace to this young warrior,
Without the sound of guns.

Verse 1:
If I could recollect before my hood days.
I’d sit and reminisce, thinking and bliss on the good days.
I stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to ‘em.
They tested, it was stressed that they under.
And nowadays, things changed.
Everyone’s ashamed to the youth, cuz the truth looks strange.
And for me it’s reversed, we left them a world that’s cursed, and it hurts.
Cause any day they’ll push the button.
And all commend, like Malcom X and Bobby Hunton, died for nothin’.
Don’t make me get teary, the world looks dreary.
When you wipe your eyes, seeing clearly.
There’s no need for you to fear me. If you take your time to hear me,
maybe you can learn to cheer me. It ain’t about black or white,
cuz we’re human. I hope we see the light before it’s ruined.
My ghetto gospel.

Chorus:
Those who wish to follow me. (Ghetto gospel)
I welcome with my hands.
And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold.
And peace to this young warrior,
Without the sound of guns.

Verse 2:
Tell me do you see that old lady, ain’t it sad.
Living out of bags, plus she’s glad for the little things she has.
And over there there’s a lady, crack got her crazy.
Guess she’s giving birth to a baby.
I don’t trip and let ‘em fade me,we out of the projects, we’re droppin’ to another form of slavery.
Even now I keep discouraged. Wonder if they take it all back,
Will I still keep the courage? I refuse to be a role model.
I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottles.
I made mistakes, but learned from every one.
And when it’s said and done. I bet this brother be a better one.
If I upset, you don’t stress. Never forget that God hasn’t finished with me yet.
I feel his hand on my brain. When I write rhymes,
I go blind, and let the lord do his thing. But am I less holy?
Cuz I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homeyz.
Before we find world peace. We gotta find peace in the war on the streets.
My ghetto gospel.

Chorus:
Those who wish to follow me. (Yea, Ghetto gospel)
I welcome with my hands.
And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold.
And peace to this young warrior,
Without the sound of guns.

Outtro:
Lord can you hear me speak.
Pay the price for being hellbound



04
Chemical Brothers - Galvanize


Don't hold back!

Cuz you woke up in the mornin' with initiative to move so I'll make it harder.

Don't hold back!

Cuz you think about it so many people do to be cool and look smarter.

Don't hold back!

And you shouldn't even care about those losers in the air and the crooked stares.

Dont hold back!

Cuz there's a party over here, so you might as well be here where the people care.

Don't hold back!

The world ... (they're holding back) ... the time has come to..
The world ... (you're holding back) ... the time has come to..
The world ... (it's holding back) ... the time has come to..

To galvanize!

Come on, come on, come on!

(Second verse)

Don't hold back!

If you think about it too much you might stumble, trip up, fall on your face.

Don't hold back!

Don't you think its time you get up, crunch time like a sit up, the monkey pace.

Don't hold back!

Put apprehension on the back burner, let it sit, dont even get it lit.

Dont hold back!

Get involved with the jam don't be a prick, hot chick, be a pig.

Dont hold back!

The world ... (they're holding back) ... the time has come to..
The world ... (you're holding back) ... the time has come to..
The world ... (it's holding back) ... the time has come to..

To galvanize!

Come on, come on, come on!

(Ooooooooooooooooooh...)

(Ooooooooooooooooooh.....)

World, the time has come to ... push the button
World, the time has come to ... push the button
World, the time has come to ... push the button

World ..

My finger is on the button ...

My finger is on the button ...

My finger is on the button ...

"Push the button"

(Oooooooooooooooooh...)

The time has come to ...

(Oooooooooooooooooh...)

GALVANIZE!

The time has come to ...

Galvanize !

Galvanize !

Galvanize !

[Cept One]

Immortal Technique - Angels Of Death (verse) http://www.megaupload.com/?d=RXWQ0ZVS

Paris - What Would YOu Do http://www.megaupload.com/?d=BX2SWRBJ

Poor Righetous Teachers - Globe Holdaz http://www.megaupload.com/?d=ZSBHQOQZ

Public Enemy ft. Paris & Immortal Technique - Field Nigga Boogie remix http://www.megaupload.com/?d=HKQZQ23P

CunninLynguist - Dying Nation http://www.megaupload.com/?d=HKQZQ23P

MF Grimm - I Rather Be Wrong http://www.megaupload.com/?d=HKQZQ23P

Poor Righteous Teachers - Weapons Of Mass Distraction http://www.megaupload.com/?d=Y2ST95KL

[Cept One]

Diabolic - Truth http://www.megaupload.com/?d=57BFFUI0

Saigon ft dead prez & Immortal Technique http://www.megaupload.com/?d=QRKE1BYG

Perceptionist - What Have We Got To Lose http://www.megaupload.com/?d=3LB5ZGVQ

Tragedy - Walk With Me http://www.megaupload.com/?d=RCAFGRH9

[chromelung]

I used to have bookmarked a great website that had collected a lot of anti-NWO music. I seemed to have lost the link as I've had to reformat after the alphabet agencies decided to do the "sneak and peek" on my CPU. (Breaking through a software firewall and a router). Anyone have any links to some good websites with a collection of good antiNWO songs?

I think the one I had found was http://www.benfrank.net/music or something similiar.

[freeon]

Steel Pulse's There Must Be A Way is one of the best...

Quote:Take warning
This is a message
This is a message
To You

Now that we've reached a new millenium
Let's stop awhile and readjust our minds
'Cause this oppression has gone on too long
World leaders are brainswashing all mankind

Unveil the mystery of iniquity
Religion's been the backbone of our strive
and when you go back into history
false prophets have misguided our lives

Find some way
Find some way
There Must be a way
Let's do it today

Stop dem
Break invisible chains!

As we go down the system's avenue
of corridors with horrors and loud screams
And when you cross over to the other side
you realize that life's not what it seems

That's the works of illuminati
It's laid a plan for you to run that course
But never bow down to the antichrist
He wears 666, Behold!
A pale Horse, yes I know.

Find some way
Find some way
There Must be a way
Let's do it today

Break invisible chains!
They control us
They control us, yea

There must be a way
Let's do it today
There must be a way
Make no delay

[deathstickboy]

^^ sweet.

Once again I must represent Metal.:P

From "The Crow" soundtrack...

What makes a person want to be a cop?

Quote:Pantera : The Badge

Young and dumb, truth and justice fantasy.
Fresh out of the academy.
Five time loser bust his head, make your day.
Unless you're paid off to look away.
Do you think this corruption will ever stop?
What makes a person wanna be a cop?
Ran a red light, storm the house and bust the guy.
Do you like to see his children cry?

The badge means you suck, a child lays there dead.
As you look back, what goes through your head?

Some still call him pig.

Pick-up a hooker, take her for a little ride.
But get sucked off on the side.
Sworn to serve and protect, forget the killing,
Badge wearing fascist villain.
Pissed in the street, you bust the guy.
Do you like to see his children cry?

The badge means you suck, a child lays there dead.
As you look back, what goes through your head?

Young and tough, truth and justice fantasy.
Fresh out of the academy.
Five time loser, bust his head, make your day.
Unlesss you're paid off then you look away.
He burned a flag, storm the house and bust the guy.
Do you like to see his children cry?
Ran a red light, take her for a little ride,
But get sucked off on the side.

The badge means you suck, a child lays there dead.
As you look back, what goes through your head?

Talk to them, you can work it out.
You better not even try it.
You make a play for his gun.
They'll kill you: say it was a riot. Riot!!!

What's behind the badge?

We all know what's behind the badge. B)

[j0osh]

Quote:Hospitals not profit full
Yet market bulls got pockets full
To advertise some hip disguise
View tha world from American eyes
Tha poor adore keep fiendin for more
Tha thin line between entertainment and war
They fix the need, develop the taste
Buy their products or get laid to waste
Coca-Cola is back in the veins of Saigon
And Rambo too, he got a dope pair of Nikes on
And Godzilla pure muthafuckin filler
To keep ya eyes off the real killer

The greatest thing about this song is that it was used on the Godzilla soundtrack...


Hahahaha

Rage sticks it to 'em

[wickywoowoo]

Media Burial Videos has the new Ministry video for "Lies, Lies, Lies" up for download (need to scroll down the page slightly).

Samples from Loose Change resound through this song.

NWO-era political Ministry is back and better than ever.

[April]

[quote name='standvast' date='Aug 9 2006, 02:02 AM' post='255']
Atmosphere
Lyrics to "scapegoat".

It's as much Anti-Nwo as it is reflective on self,
i like it very much.


this is one of my favorite songs!!! I BLAST it quite often!!! :D

[April]

here's another hip hop song......
SAGE FRANCIS
slow down gandhi


There once was a song called "Arrest The President."
Contemporary music, a hit with the kids, it was a top ten.
I wasn't pop then, so I missed the bus a bit,
But politics was on everybody's hot this summer list.
The cool kids were all rocking votes,
I shit you not, I was pistol whippin' cops for hip hop. [Booyea!]

On my soap box yelling into megaphones.
Killing hard rocks using carcasses as stepping stones.
Had to promise that I'd stop holding my marches
The day that Chris Columbus got crucified on golden arches.
My pedestal was too tall to climb off,
In fact that's the reason for the high horse.
And from up here I see Marines and Hummers on a conquest;
Underdogs with wonderbras in a push-up contest,
All for the sake of military recruitment.
It felt like Kent State the way they targeted the students,
I galloped off whistling "Ohio."
The rest of them, stuck doing stand up at a cricket convention.
What would they die for? (repeat)
Is it the same machine that leaves the quality of life poor?
An abominable colony of cyborgs?
Clogging up the property that I bought with eyesores?

That clever ad campaign ain't worth
The time taken from minimum wage labor;
I don't care how half-naked or fake she looks,
She smells like dirty cash and aged paper books.
What would she die for?
Slow down Gandhi, you're killin' em
Slow down Gandhi, you're killin' em.

Now it's whistle blower vs. the pistol holder;
Case dismissed, they'll lock you up and throw away the key witness.
Justice is the whim of a judge, check his chest density,
It leaves much room for error, and the rest left to destiny.
The West Memphis 3 lost paradise,
It's death penalty vs. suicidal tendencies.
All I wanted was a fucking Pepsi.
Institution.
Making you think you're crazy is a billion dollar industry.
If they could sell sanity in a bottle
They'd be charging for compressed air,
And marketing healthcare.
They demonize welfare,
Middle class eliminated,
Rich get richer til the poor get educated.

But some of y'all still haven’t grown into your face,
And your face doesn't quite match your head.
And I'm waiting for a brain to fill the dead space that's left,
You're all, "Give me ethnicity or give me dreads."
Trustafundian rebel without a cause for alarm,
Cause when push turns to shove
You jump into your forefathers arms.
He's a banker, you're part of the system,
Off go the dreadlocks in comes the income.
The briefcase (the freebase)
The sickness (the symptom)
When the cameras start rollin' stay the fuck outta the picture pilgrim!
The briefcase (the freebase)
The sickness (the symptoms)
When the cameras start rollin'...
Slow down Gandhi, you're killin' em.

Mr. Save The World, spare us the details,
Save the females from losing interest.
And Miss Save The Universe,
You're a damsel in distress,
Tied down to a track of isolated incidents.
Generalize my disease,
I need a taste of what it's like.
Living off the fat of kings,
I play the scab at your hunger strike.
Slow down Gandhi, you're killin'em.

One love, one life, one too many victims.
Republicrat, Democran, one party system.
Media goes in a frenzy,
They're stripped of their credentials.
Presidential candidates can't debate over this instrumental.
Let 'em freestyle, winner takes all,
When the music’s dead, I'll have Ted Nugent’s head hangin' on my wall.
Kill one of ours, we'll kill one of yours.
With some friendly fire, that’s a funny term, like civil war.

Six in the morning, police at my crib.
Now my nights consist of two toothpicks and eyelids.
The crucifix and vitamins, music that is pirated.
New flavored food made of mutated hybrids.
Uh, they tell me that it's not that bad.
It fucks you up good, but its not that bad.
They hold on to these tales till it's the dog that wags.
God save us all if he lets the cat out the bag.

Who's the one to blame for this strain in my vocal chords?
Who can pen a hateful threat but can't hold a sword?
It's the same who complain about the global war,
But can't overthrow the local joker that they voted for.

They call the shots
(but they're not in the line of fire).
I call the cops
(but they're breakin the line of duty).
Lets call a stop to the abuse of authority.
The truth keeps callin' me, and I'ma live to tell the story.

So look for truth, quit seeking forgiveness.
You need to cut the noose, but you don't believe in scissors.
You support the troops by wearing yellow ribbons?
Just bring home my motherfuckin' brothers and sisters.

Cause they don't call the shots
(but they're in the line of fire).
I'd like to call the cops
(but they're breakin' the line of duty).
It's time to call a stop
(To the abuse of authority).
The truth keeps calling me
And I'ma live to tell the story.