Letras
Dear Mr. President
I write to you because the world that we livin' in
Bring the troops home from war that we'll never win
Surviving poverty, my six-time residence
Bad economy, there's no gas money to even look for a job And my people workin' ten plus years, gettin' laid off
So how we supposed to be?
People losin' their homes
Gettin' thrown out to the streets
Foreclosures and bankruptcies, it's all that we see
Flu virus is killin' people and spreadin' disease
Sick Jacken in the past, the gas man's for the world to breathe Bush left a lot of dirt to clean up in the house
And we never understood what he was talkin' about
Now it's time for some change, cause all we have is hope
I stand united with my people, strong and tall
Divide and we are unequal, that's what we for
Now come on
The government got all the people by the balls
But when they lose the people, that's when the government falls Revolt by the coming folk, bringin' down the walls
All we want from is us rightfully ours
Citizens with guns that rise for the cause
Put our hope in arms, leave the rest to the cause
Cause it is what it is and not what it was
Children of the revolution
Okay, now that you realize Obama don't run shit
Get your guns ready and pack more than one clip
Put it in the stash box, go back to your drug flip
Get back to your daily routine, homies don't trip I thought this was a media hoax But when drug dealers and strippers are broke
Recession is no joke, we like prostitutes and Bob Marley
But when the job hardly pays money
It sways and hustlers to play Polly Mergers, more burners, the gap for slow learners Tet Turner monopolies overbred earners
Where the fuck did the money go?
You'd realize we never had it if you knew what the country owed We got sold, better yet stole like gold
From old Mexico that they got without a wall
And now we owe them?
Let that bill collector come to my block
See what we show them, blah
The government got all the people by the balls