With war rising over the horizon
Its hard to start writing
Been fightin in the belly of the titan,
Tying tourniquets tightened around the livin but dyin
My pen floods the pages while the children are crying
I want to put on an iron shirt, chase the devil out of earth
Spit until my tongue and saliva glands burst
But first I invoke the spirit of the long gone and coming back, through the song
I am one with that all-seein being but
It seems as if were being tricked into believing that which we think we believe in
Even if we disagree on who the best emcee is,
We bob to the beat as if were nodding in agreement
I write to free the dumb, though freedom hasnt come
I let it ring to leave a message on my answering machine
I see a movement has begun
As soon as we become the true truth seekers
Down with this Babylon regime
To think you can die in the blink of an eye
I bid you to try to test I I
Been destined to fly, but Im restin tonight
And one bright morning I will take flight
But until then, Ill be rockin on the M
I see the future drippin out of a pen
And if sleep be the cousin of death
Then every time I blinks one step closer to my last breath
They said talk is cheap, but war is expensive
I speak cuz its free and these words are my weapons
Dont think for a second I will not question
US foreign policy, imperial aggression
Inventing war for the quenching of the thirst for the oil
Cause money dont trickle down to workers who toil
You see, blood trickle down from the wounds to the soil
And broken antennas with aluminum foil be
Standing on televisions, transmitting propaganda of millionaire senators
And your so-called commander in chief, B,
Im telling you the man is a thief,
In his hand he holds a plan to ban your freedom of speech,
To build a pipeline, put Afghanistan on a leash
When it bites back blame the Taliban for the breach
Of security in each and every first world country
Where life more distant if youre thirsty or hungry
To think you can die in the blink of an eye
I bid you to try to test I I
Been destined to fly, but Im restin tonight
And one bright morning I will take flight
But until then, Ill be rockin on the M
I see the future drippin out of a pen
And if sleep be the cousin of death
Then every time I blinks one step closer to my last breath
America romanticizes the old war story
Heroes, ammos, guns, blood, guts, and glory
And no wonder the majority wants a war with Iraq
Even if only 15 know where its at on a map
With our backs against a stockpile of weaponry
Enough to turn the earth into a memory, cept therell be
No one to remember this planet
If it happens god damn it, if I get drafted today
I swear to God, Jah, Allah, and Yahweh
Ill toss the letter away and Ill pull a Cassius Clay, in the military
Minorities comprise the majority,
Surprised? are you kidding me? The lies!
Rely on brown bodies to fight for white puppet masters
I cannot fathom how the caged bird drinks
Until he thinks he is free
A critical mass
Between a heavenly future, and a hell of a past, now
To think you can die in the blink of an eye
I bid you to try to test I I
Been destined to fly, but Im restin tonight
And one bright morning I will take flight
But until then, Ill be rockin on the M
I see the future drippin out of a pen
And if sleep be the cousin of death
Then every time I blinks one step closer to my last breath
Every time I blinks one step closer to my last
Every time I blinks one step closer to my last
Every time I blinks one step closer to my last
Every time I blinks one step closer to my last breath