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There's a nation born

Of the pain of the fallen

The voice of the people

Left unheard but still calling



Rise up because

The fascist sun is upon you

Break the chain right now

Before you continue falling



A riot is spoken

In the hearts of the feeble

Dedicated to life

But their minds are still reeling



The pain is real

When her body's left broken

Only nine years old

But her mind is unspoken



One man's rage

Turned into fist unopened

Her tears form rivers

In the hearts of the chosen



A white hooded judge

Sits upon his throne

Taking forth the souls

Of those left unknown



Different color skin

Means different in the end

Justice unfound

As the innocent condemned



Death over life

In the facets of the law

Sheep know nothing

And the blind saw it all



Bullets grazing kids

When they should be learning

While the son of a drug lord

Rules our nation discerning



Cops running cain

Up and down the Chez Trace

And the media points fingers

At an unforgotten face



Planted bombs

Like the flight plans inside that car

Another JFK

But America's gotten smart



Government brainwashes

Those who show they're weak

But now I'm here to tell you

Now it's time to speak



You know the truth

Because you've read the cook book

And a single bag of sugar

Was all it took



Caused a scare that the nation

Won't forget too soon

Terrorists trained

Right beside our own troops



Where do you think

That Osama learned to fight

The CIA trained his ass

For day and night



The horrors of war

And society

I'm sick of this shit

Now who the hell's with me