Lyrics
Western hate, they wanna associate, terrorism wit islam/ they got me hurt, leftin my shirt, checkin me for bombs/ u see, wtc, it wuzn't me, but I'm a sand negro/ u got me hit, tryin to pin me for dat shit, ground zero/ haha man I know bro's wit flows, my heart wit scars, puttin us in squad cars, for runnin a stop sign, I am sorry but yall **** are infested wit swine. every beat, every time, every rime, its all real. me and mah boyz got dah appeal to reveal, the concealed/ cuz yo asses I almost walked in a mine field/ I wuzn't no soldier, I wuz a boy, but yall bastards still deploy/ yah dam weapons, when we put the heat on u side steppin/ and u jews so confused when u lookin down the barrel of an ak-47/ yah allah save me a sweet place in heaven/ wanna talk shit, wanna talk shit, talkin about me, damn/ u dont know how many sheep I had to cut down to get where I am/ uncle sam, u aint my uncle, see how u like it when u in a bundle/ of hard wired, hard core, c4, and and explosives. yall come to my house lookin for motives/ u cant hold this, its a recoil from the shots u fired/ u desired, to transgress, I confess it wuzn't me, but yet I still deal wit the feds/ at my house, on my door step, wit dat 300m. wit doze nice rims, son u gonna be lookin at mah tims/ my name is the same, never fictious/ listed in the phone book, but yet I'm still suspiscios/ and they claim that I'm so viscious/ everyones actin superstious, flyin american flags like garlic/ rednecks like vampires/ yeh i do have sumthin to do wit wtc, we both on fire/ haha this jus like a freestyle/ its wild, but u americans are sick like pedifiles/ full of rapers, creepers, and haters/ yo legislators, think u rule, sure as hell dont rule me. I know wut you doin u never fooled me. its like I got yah dang phonelines tapped/ yall got pist off every time I rapped/ oh, "he jus to real fo us"/ oh "he aint fake enough for us"/ well, I got to confess/ u dont like rap? shoot I could careless/
