Every day, man
YouknowwhatI'msayin? It's wild
It's like these motherfuckers is just like professional liars
Listen (Hook Bin Laden didn't blow up the projects
It was you, nigga
Tell the truth, nigga
(Bush knocked down the towers)Tell the truth, nigga
(Bush knocked down the towers)Tell the truth, nigga It was you, nigga
Bin Laden didn't blow up the projects
Tell the truth, nigga
(Bush knocked down the towers)Tell the truth, nigga (Bush knocked down the towers)(Verse 1 I pledge no allegiance, nigga fuck the president's speeches
I'm baptized by America and covered in leeches
The dirty water that bleaches your soul and your facial features
Drownin' you in propaganda that they spit through the speakers
They try to frame you, and say you was tryna sell drugs
And if you speak about the evil that the government does
The Patriot Act'll track you to the type of your blood
And throw a federal indictment on niggaz to show you love
This shit is run by fake Christians, fake politicians
Look at they mansions, then look at the conditions you live in
All they talk about is terrorism on television
They tell you to listen, but they don't really tell you they mission
They funded AlEven though Bin Laden, was a CIA tactician
They gave him billions of dollars, and they funded his purpose
Fahrenheit 9 11, that's just scratchin' the surface (Verse 2 They say the rebels in Iraq still fight for Saddam
But that's bullshit, I'll show you why it's totally wrong
It'd be warfare through Harlem, and Washington Heights
Cuz if another country invaded the hood tonight
I wouldn't be fightin' for Bush or White America's dream
I'd be fightin' for my people's survival and selfI wouldn't fight for racist churches from the south, my nigga
Imagine if they shot at you, and was rapin' your moms
You ever clock someone who talk shit, or look at you wrong?
I'd be fightin' to keep the occupation out, my nigga
And of course Saddam Hussein had chemical weapons
We sold him that shit, after Ronald Reagan's election
Mercenary contractors fightin' a new era
Corporate military bankin' off the war on terror
They controllin' the ghetto, with the failed attack
These bullets'll touch your kids, and I don't mean like Michael
Tryna distract the fact that they engineerin' the crack
So I'm strapped like Lee Malvo holdin' a sniper rifle
Your body be sent to the morgue, stripped down and recycled
Cuz innocent people get murdered in the struggle daily
I fire on house niggaz that support you and like you
And poor people never get shit and struggle daily
Written on the dollar underneath the Masonic seal
This ain't no alien conspiracy theory, this shit is real
(I don't rap for dead presidents
I'd rather see the president dead It's never been said but I set precedents)(Shady Records was 80 seconds away from the towers Some cowards fucked with the wrong building, they meant to hit ours)-- (Eminem).
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