[Verse 1: Plex]
We've slipped through the cracks, and there's no turning back
After 500 years of terrorist attacks
This ain't about race, it's about trying to replace
The people in the government that steady lie to your face
I ain't talking about axis of evil, or taxes
There's bigger people than the President who practice
The art of enslavement, when the towers hit the pavement
They started pointing fingers at some Afghani cavemen
And we accept it because we're so naive
They tell us what to buy, what to do and what to believe
Working on diseases and spread it with bees
Sure we're running out of oil, let's go get it overseas
They keep increasing the cost of fuel
I don't even drive, so why does this affect me and you?
We're still using the same tools, drilling like fools
With even better ways to transport the goods to you

[Hook: Sarah Podemski]
I've had about as much as I can take
Don't try to push your religion on me
There's men deciding everybody's fate
We all know that's not the way it should be

[Verse 2: Plex]
Is this a song about war, politics or religion?
The 3 are so connected that I can't tell the difference
Now that it's said, I know I'll have to take heat
They'll regret they ever signed the bill for freedom of speech
Because there's people like me that be connecting the dots
The internet connection and we're all being watched
Facebook is cataloguing everything that you do
So they can target any threat to their control over you
It's like the Matrix, you can love it or hate this
It's jacked like 95 percent of your playlist
I made this in hopes of maybe shedding some light
Tomorrow's never guaranteed, so let's just make it through the night
I know right from wrong, so I write the songs
In hopes that maybe people will cope and get along
And though it seems a long ways away, it just ain't
I can't do it all alone, I got too much on my plate

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Wab Kinew]
Every night I go to sleep with a vision of peace
But I know it won't happen so I'm killin' the beats
I'll be rockin' the flows, that's how Wabanakwut goes
I was raised by legends, got the honor of those
That's word to my uncle Leonard Crowdog man
I used to feel kind of burnt that they stole my land
Now I don't sweat that, they want to hold my hand
Because I'm more successful then their own kids, oh damn
They don't want to stop killing when it's in the Sudan
They want 9/11 truth and no troops in Iran
I don't follow those theories, that's right, you heard me
There's a conspiracy to keep Rez water dirty
I stand up for kids up north, outta sorts
Where the land is barren, and suicide's a sport
So the few that I support, I tell them don't get played
Economics trumps politics, kid get paid

[Hook]