American Terrorist - Lupe Fiasco

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Close your mind,
Close your eyes,
See with your heart,
How do you forgive the murderer of your father?
The ink of a scholar,
Is worth a thousand times more,
Than the blood of a martyr,
We came through the storm,
Nooses on our necks,
And a smallpox blanket to keep us warm,
On a 747 on the pentagon lawn,
Wake up, The alarm clock is connected to a bomb,
Anthrax lab on a West Virginia farm,
Shorty ain't learned to walk already heavily armed,
Civilians and little children is especially harmed,
Camouflaged Torahs, Bibles and glorious Qurans,
The books that take you to heaven and let you meet the Lord there,
Have become misinterpreted, Reasons for warfare,
We read 'em with blind eyes, I guarantee you there's more there,
The rich must be blind because they didn't see the poor there,
Need to open up a park,
Just close 10 schools we don't need 'em,
Can you please call the fire department they're down here marching for freedom,
Burn down their TV's, Turn their TV's on to teach 'em.
The more money that they make,
The more money that they make,
The better and better they live,
Whatever they wanna take,
Whatever they wanna take,
Whatever whatever it is,
The more that you wanna learn,
The more that you try to learn,
The better and better it gets,
American Terrorist (Terror),
Now the poor Ku Klux man see that we're all brothers,
Not because things are the same,
Because we lack the same color,
And that's green, Now that's mean,
Can't burn his cross, 'Cause he can't afford the gasoline,
Now if a Muslim woman strapped with a bomb on a bus with the seconds running give you the jitters?
Just imagine a American-based Christian organization planning to poison water supplies to bring the second-coming quicker,
Nigga, they ain't living properly,
Break 'em off a little democracy,
Turn their whole culture to a mockery,
Give 'em coca-cola for their property,
Give 'em gum,
Give 'em guns,
Get 'em young,
Give 'em fun,
But if they ain't giving it up,
Then they ain't getting none,
And don't give 'em all naw, man, just give 'em some,
It's the paper then these cops must be Al-Qaeda.
The more money that they make,
The more money that they make,
The better and better they live,
Whatever they wanna take,
Whatever they wanna take,
Whatever whatever it is,
The more that you wanna learn,
The more that you try to learn,
The better and better it gets,
American Terrorist (Terror),
The more money that they make,
The more money that they make,
The better and better they live,
Whatever they wanna take,
Whatever they wanna take,
Whatever whatever it is,
The more that you wanna learn,
The more that you try to learn,
The better and better it gets,
American Terrorist (Terror),
It's like, Don't give the black man food, Give red man liquor,
Red man fool, Black man nigga,
Give yellow man tool, Make him railroad builda,
Also give him pan, Make him pull gold from river,
Give black man crack, Glocks to teens,
Give red man craps, Slot machines...
Don't give the black man food, Give red man liquor,
Red man fool, Black man nigga,
Give yellow man tool, Make him railroad builda,
Also give him pan, Make him pull gold from river,
Give black man crack, Glocks to teens,
Give red man craps, Slot machines...
Now bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back...