Nothin' else is relavant when you're after them Presidents
But when they're Dead, often times you lose residence
No money. . More Struggle. . No help. . More Trouble
Political figures don't see things bigger when flexing their muscle
It's bullshit campaigns to maintain poll superiority
Priorities are fucked to the point you wanna piss on authority
And damn a minority, equal opportunities aren't given
That's the fuckin' reason we have people in the streets livin'
For every shopping cart with possessions, there's a stressin' millionaire
Wonderin' what to do with so many millions to share
Instead of being materialistic, get on some fuckin' real shit
You find dining while some families don't even have a meal, shit
You deserve to be robbed of ya riches, you stingy bitches
It's real on the street, cats got a trigger finger that itches
And our president leaves me in stitches, uh-oh don't cross the one
Who's oblivious to the fact that he ain't the only person with an Air Force One
Let the troops come home please, we don't need more casualties
Fighting in Iraq when back here we got our own battle scene
Why can't we worry about our own problems N solve um ?
Seems like every Bush as a liking for fuckin' revolvers
Our world revolves around other countries business
Mother fuckers is ignorant, thinking war equals intimate
The lives lost for a cuase not benefiting us, yeah we got Sadaam
But there's plenty more mu'fuckas hungry to bomb
I tried to remain calm, but needed to clear my mind
Words are powerful, so I should cause a stir with mine
If you don't like it, fine, but an opinion's an opinion
N It's not like you asked for it but you knew you was gone get it
Lady Liberty is feelin the pain her lower extremities
Soon she'll collapse as the US' last flame falls in victory
For the ones who trying to destroy this great land built
The great land tilts, and damn fake hands spill
Blood for nothing. . ayo Blood tell me something. .
What's gone happen when ya legs wanna go but ya feet stop runnin' ?
Will you embrace the sour taste of past sins ?
Will you attempt to get a grip and move ya ass again
Down the road less travelled, that's one less shackled
To this system of society destruction N self dismantle
You can't handle the truth, so grab ahold of the mirage
And keep thinking this world is all good with a violent massage
So much is not real, some still pushed against they will
To do shit, we been through this, there's so much consealed
Please push me from this window seal, lemme leave this non-sense
Fuck a food stamp, gimmie paper not these non-cents
You know what else gets to me ? These fuckin' youths
Wastin' our money on cigarette commercials, the Blunt Truth
Since when did being true ever involve a fucking high ?
I blow smoke to the TV with glassy eyes as these fucks try
To provide a good message, look, here's a good message
They'll quit if they want you stupid fucks, quit guessin'
That you'll make a difference, what about crime on the street ?
You don't see any commercials about the consequences of beef
So fuck that, get off that track and do something worth while
Nothing is changing and trust this shit ain't worth a smile
Been a minute since my face cracked, gettin' this off my chest
So normal breathing will commence N I can finally rest
So many haters, saying I wanna be the next Eminem
You ignorant mu'fuckas, I'd dye my hair if I wanna be him
If I wanted to mimic his gimmick, I would, but I don't
Face it. . . I'm nicer than ya'll so leave that shit alone
N I'm tired of this he said, she said, pointing of fingers
A fucking political tug of war for '04 Presidential Streamers
Once again I'll say. . . Let The Troops Come Home. . .
I want to send my regards to the families who's loved one's are gone
It cost to mourn, N We're paying a heavy price. . .
This is my Point of View, a point of maybe few, but this is Life.
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