Текст (слова) песни: Ill Bill - American History X

 
[Ill Bill] 
I eat politicians for breakfast 
Till infinity it`s endless 
Bill and Hillary, George Bush, everybody`s gettin it 
Presidents, Supreme Court Justices, and Senators 
Run up in the White House 
Erase people, edit them 
Press delete, hit em in the chest with heat 
Hail to the chief 
Bullets everywhere, its beef 
Violence is more American than apple pie and Soul Train 
Baseball, nickel-plated nines, and cocaine 
It`s Ill Bill, Non-Phixion 
If I offended you with my words I meant it 
Protected by the First Amendment 
If this was Iraq I`d a been beheaded 
Instead of sparkin a dime log 
I`d be hangin in Baghdad shredded 
Yeah I recognize 
But if I ever disappear under mysterious pretenses 
You guess why 
I guess the CIA`s trying to die 
They wanna terrorize the kid 
And fry him alive 
 
(Chorus) 
Scared heads and Black hebrews 
Punk rockers and Hip-Hoppers 
Street pharmacists, drug dealers, witch doctors 
Rappers wearing hundred thousand dollar wrist watches 
Little kids starving, the police killed his father 
Rich man, poor man, civilized man, Tarzan 
Who`s right? fightin over God`s land 
American History X 
Represent the future unknown 
What`s next? 
 
[Ill Bill] 
I leave an ATF truck burning with the passengers in it 
Hit it with anti-aircraft missiles with Bill`s spid-it 
No apologies, asking what`s wrong with truth 
Tell me whats wrong with the world 
I`ll tell you what`s wrong with you 
What`s wrong with the youth 
Brain eating, corpses, and coupes 
Sorcerers and spooks 
Luminating torturous kooks 
Murdering devils that wear police officer suits 
Revolutionaries standing on street corners and stoops 
I`m the reason the FBI killed JFK 
The reason they have metal detectors at JFK 
The reason that the Constitution no longer protects us 
They don`t even need a reason anymore to arrest us 
Living in a state of Martial Law 
Learn the arts of war 
Arm yourself, marching forth into the monster`s jaws 
America eats its young, swallow raw 
Falling through the doorway of death 
Never know what we dying for 
 
(Chorus) 
 
[Ill Bill] 
I seen spoiled kids murder they parents with shotguns 
Poor kids from the hood sellin they mom`s drugs 
A lost generation of fools 
Without a clear destination 
No guidance, no rules, no education 
And the older generation`s no better 
Matter of fact they worse 
They oughta know better 
These greedy motherfuckers trade blood for oil 
An American graveyard on another man`s soil 
Makes no sense 
The Roman Empire in the present tense 
Murder for corporations that they represent 
Whether Democrat or Republican 
The same scumbag government 
Where scumbag brains are running shit 
 
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