People, it so good to be back with me now
You scrutinize every word, every line I spit it once, refuel, and rewind I give sight to the blind, my insight the mind I exercise my right to express when I feel time just all in your mind, what you interpret it as I say to fight, you take it as whip someones ass If you understand, dont even bother to ask A father who has grown up with a father-less
Who has blown up now to rap that has Or at least shows no difficulty and jugglin' both mastered his craft slash entrepreneur Who has launch a few more rap acts had a few obstacles thrown his way through the last half Of his career, typical Movin' past that Mr. 'Kiss his ass Hes a class act, band man yeah, he just snaps back, as I lead through the darkness As I provide just enough spark that we need to Carry on, give me hope, give me Come with me and I steer you wrong Put your faith in trust, as I guide us through the fog To the light at the end of the we gon fight We gon charge, we gon stomp, we gon through the swamp We gon mosh through the marsh, take us right through the on
All the people up top, on the and the middle together, let's all form this stomp just a little Just let it gradually from the front to the back All you can see is a sea of people, some white and black No matter what color, all matters we're gathered together To celebrate for the same 'cause no matter the
If it rains, let it rain, yeah, the wetter, the They aint gon stop us, they can't, we're now, more then ever They tell us, "No", we say, "Yeah", tell us, "Stop", we say, "Go" Rebel with a rebel yell, hell, we gon let em know Stomp, push, shove, mush, Bush Until they bring our home, c'mon, just
Come along, me, as I lead through the darkness As I provide enough spark that we need to proceed Carry on, give me hope, give me Come with me and I steer you wrong Put your faith in trust, as I guide us through the fog To the at the end of the tunnel we gon fight We gon charge, we gon stomp, we gon march the swamp We gon mosh through the marsh, take us right the doors on
Imagine it pourin, it's down on us Mosh pits outside the oval Someones tryin' to tell us Maybe this is God, just we're responsible For this monster, coward that we have empowered This is Bin Laden, look at his head How could we somethin' like this Without pumpin' our fists, now this is our hour
Let me be the voice, and your strength and choice Let me simplify the rhyme to amplify the noise Try to amplify it, times it and multiply it by million People are equal at this pitch we can reach Al Qaeda through my speech Let the President a high anarchy Strap him a AK 47, let him go fight his own war Let him Daddy that way
No more for oil, we got our own battles to fight on our own soil No more psychological warfare to trick us to thinkin' we aint loyal If we serve our own country, were patronizin' a hero Look in his eyes, its all lies the stars and stripes have been Washed out and wiped and replaced with his own face Mosh now or die, if I get tonight Youll know why, cuz I told you to
Come along, follow me, as I through the darkness As I provide just enough spark we need to proceed on, give me hope, give me strength Come with me and I wont you wrong Put your faith in your trust, as I us through the fog To the light at the end of the tunnel we gon We gon charge, we gon stomp, we gon march through the We gon mosh the marsh, take us right through the doors on
And as we proceed to through this desert storm In these closing statements, if they should Let us beg to differ as we set aside our And our own army to disarm this weapon Of mass that we call our President For the present and mosh for the future of our generation To speak and be heard, Mr. President, Mr.