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  • (Close your mind, close your eyes, see with your heart.
    How do you forgive the murderer of your father?
    The ink of a scholar is worth a thousand times more than the blood of a martyr)

    We came through the storm, nooses on our necks
    And a smallpox blanket to keep us warm
    On a 747 on the pentagon lawn
    Wake up, the alarm clock is connected to a bomb

    Anthrax lab on a west Virginia farm
    Shorty ain't learned to walk already heavily armed
    Civilians and little children is especially harmed
    Camouflaged Torahs, bibles and glorious Qu'rans
    The books that take you to heaven and let you meet the Lord there
    We read em with blind eyes I guarantee you there's More there
    The rich must be blind because they didn't see the poor there

    Need to open up a park? Just close 10 schools
    We don't need em
    Can you please call the fire department they're down here marching for freedom
    Burn down their TV's, turn their TV's on to teach 'em

    [Chorus]
    The more money that they make
    The more money that they make
    The better and better they live
    Whatever they want to take
    Whatever they want to take
    Whatever, whatever it is
    The more that you want to learn
    The more that you try to learn
    The better and better it gets
    American Terrorist

    Now the poor Klu Klux man say that we're all brothers
    Not because things are the same because we lack the same color that's green, now that's mean
    Can't burn his cross cause he can't afford the gasoline
    Now if a Muslim woman strapped with a bomb on a bus,
    With the seconds running give you the jitters?
    *****, that ain't livin' properly
    Break 'em off a little democracy
    Turn their whole culture to a mockery
    Give em coca-cola for their property
    Give em gum, give em guns, get em young, give em fun
    But if they ain't giving it up, then they ain't getting none
    And don't give em all, no ,man, just give em some
    It's the paper, then these cops must be Al-Qaeda.

    [Chorus]

    It's like,
    Don't give the black man food, give red man liquor
    Red man fool, black man *****
    Give yellow man tool, make him railroad builder
    Also give him pan, make him pull gold from river
    Give black man crack, glocks and things,
    Give red man craps, slot machines
  • (Close your mind, close your eyes, see with your heart.
    How do you forgive the murderer of your father?
    The ink of a scholar is worth a thousand times more than the blood of a martyr)

    We came through the storm, nooses on our necks
    And a smallpox blanket to keep us warm
    On a 747 on the pentagon lawn
    Wake up, the alarm clock is connected to a bomb

    Anthrax lab on a west Virginia farm
    Shorty ain't learned to walk already heavily armed
    Civilians and little children is especially harmed
    Camouflaged Torahs, bibles and glorious Qu'rans
    The books that take you to heaven and let you meet the Lord there
    We read em with blind eyes I guarantee you there's More there
    The rich must be blind because they didn't see the poor there

    Need to open up a park? Just close 10 schools
    We don't need em
    Can you please call the fire department they're down here marching for freedom
    Burn down their TV's, turn their TV's on to teach 'em

    [Chorus]
    The more money that they make
    The more money that they make
    The better and better they live
    Whatever they want to take
    Whatever they want to take
    Whatever, whatever it is
    The more that you want to learn
    The more that you try to learn
    The better and better it gets
    American Terrorist

    Now the poor Klu Klux man say that we're all brothers
    Not because things are the same because we lack the same color that's green, now that's mean
    Can't burn his cross cause he can't afford the gasoline
    Now if a Muslim woman strapped with a bomb on a bus,
    With the seconds running give you the jitters?
    *****, that ain't livin' properly
    Break 'em off a little democracy
    Turn their whole culture to a mockery
    Give em coca-cola for their property
    Give em gum, give em guns, get em young, give em fun
    But if they ain't giving it up, then they ain't getting none
    And don't give em all, no ,man, just give em some
    It's the paper, then these cops must be Al-Qaeda.

    [Chorus]

    It's like,
    Don't give the black man food, give red man liquor
    Red man fool, black man *****
    Give yellow man tool, make him railroad builder
    Also give him pan, make him pull gold from river
    Give black man crack, glocks and things,
    Give red man craps, slot machines