[Immortal The ghetto is a prison, with invisible bars No matter where you ride, it always you where you are And its hard out there, for a to get outta But its harder for the hooker he beat the shit outta I got underground in the Confederate States Ironically runnin from slavery that creates So I never hate on the south, I respect they I hate on niggas that promote Samboism And white execs that love to see us in position They reflect the stereotypes of vision They want us dancing, and hollering respect us for playing sports and modeling More than racism, its in your place-ism More are trapped in practical blackface-ism So fuck a War between the North and the South Its between niggas and slaves that are stuck in the house
Chuck D] Civil war for the soul of a This is a struggle to civilization Demonstrations overthrowing the The annihilation of mental
war for the soul of a nation We fight for the of our civilization Destroy the corrupt government Trying to survive assassination
Mike] Crip niggas, nigga, eses, Asians Why the fuck we warring with others population? The devil wanna all our population People in Folk nation, why the Why we got Jamaicans hatin on When the British and French both nations? Mexicans and Blacks kill each other, hating While the government from prison population If you on the bottom, be you or Asian You gotta recognize the realness of what Im You gotta recognize another G aint the the police ride to kill us frequently We gotta make the youth see, where the be If you a G, then grow and GD 50 years of gangs and our still poor If we run the streets, we should really end war
Chuck D] Civil war for the of a nation This is a to save civilization Demonstrations the occupation The of mental colonization
Civil war for the of a nation We fight for the future of our Destroy the corrupt government Trying to survive assassination
Ali] Listen, our hearts torn apart just like yall was Watching towers of souls fall to sawdust Everytime we called office you ignored us Now you holding on us all inside a Congress Microscopes on us, ask if Jihadists My answer was in with all of the Founding Fathers I think Patrick said it best; Give me or death I shall never accept anything You innocence, you play victimless But you gave the kiss of death in the name of self Slavery and theft have brought the to the end Of pacifying your citizenry with We believe in freedom, justice, But theyre only pure theyre applied universally So if I rage against the machine My aim was only to the germs out of the circuitry Heard you need putting fear inside heart Make you burn Qurans and tell me not to a mosque Me, my and babies we aint never made jihad We just want to our heads to the floor and talk to God Ask him to every blemish from my heart The greatest threat of harm come from any bomb The you refuse the human rights of just a few What happens when that few you? war