[Intro: Muja Messiah]
Yeah
Mujah Messiah
Beans, one
Two, three, come on
Yeah, I-Self Devine, ya get me?
Haha, I wanna dedicate this
To the makers of the PATRIOT Act

[Bridge: Muja Messiah]

This ain't about revenge, it's about closure
This ain't about your friends, it's about soldiers
This ain't about the past, this ain't about the present
It's about the future, and I'm about to send it

[Verse 1: Muja Messiah]

Gonna laugh now, cry later
Countdown to Armageddon and I'm supposed to be threatened by Al-Qaeda?
When I was always afraid of America first
The birthplace of some of the worst terrorists on this Earth
And y'all should be embarrassed by the Terror Alert
What do it mean if it's purple and green, how do it work?
I mean come on man, what you take me for, a jerk?
Like I'm supposed to duck from terrorists on my way to work?
I mean, that ain't the way it work, I mean, I pray I don't get hurt
But if a suicide bomber decides to run a target while I'm shoppin' for some boxers
Then fuck it I'm a goner, just make sure you look out for my son and my daughter
Make sure you give them plenty sun and plenty water but above all, make sure they get plenty dollars
Cause really that's all it boils down to, aside from being loyal to those around you

[Hook: Muja Messiah]
It's time to fight back, we want our rights back
We sick of living like that
That's why I plead the Fifth Amendment when I write raps
They went behind my back and signed the PATRIOT Act
That ain't right, in exact, that ain't how a patriot act
Call me the maniac in black, I'm here to make shit crack
And I'mma make it stacked as long as Bush bring that crack, ya get me?
They went behind my back and signed the PATRIOT Act
That ain't right, in exact, that ain't how a patriot act

[Verse 2: Muja Messiah]
So who'd you vote for, vote for? Come on, that's folklore
Before '04 that position was spoke for
Bush yelled "fore" and then set off the Gulf War
Now he on Mars and he building a golf course
Hate to point the finger but, can't avoid it either, uh
Should I blame FEMA or blame Halliburton?
I'mma push the envelope, like Bush did the votes
Like Bush sniffing coke but hey, nobody's perfect
Even he know he ain't the sharpest knife in the drawer
He wanna live by the sword, let him die by the sword
That's what the symbol on his Shriner hat is for
To remind him that of course, he wanna play God, he can die on the cross
But like I said, this ain't about revenge, ya get me?
Besides, your second term about to end, my friend, ya get me?
My peoples, is you wit me? Work wit me, not against me
We can split it 50/50, throw your hands up if ya get me

[Hook]

[Bridge]

[Verse 3: I-Self Devine]
Wall to wall military
Unemployment crisis, change like climates up
Rising riots, hip-hop, fantasy self
Pure vanity, wealth, insanity, Hell
They slaves with wealth
We came with help, trained for self
Love the hood, it's deep in the air that we breath
It's overstood
Serve the economy, not your own needs
That's the life that most of us leave
Just common greed, smoke bomb weed
Death all around, you try to edit out
In the flesh I embodied a man
That's in tune with the struggle with the gun in my hand
Underdog status, born from black radics
My mom water burst in the clink visiting comrades
Living life off undocumented paper
Informal, dysfunctional, seems normal
Poor people, globalization
Justifiable rage, busting a poor man
Difficulty, rage, and frustration
You look deep in my eye, you see the nation