America the ugly, raped my mothernDeceived my sister, separated my brothernMurdered my children, hung my fathernNow they want me to rock the vote, the fucks why bother?nSeen them commercials for the army of whatevernPicture me giving a damn, I said never!nMy mind's too short my brain's too clevernMy spine is too strong every line pulls your levernLimitless rhymes for the indigenous the remedynPLAT! Getting' my money like the Kennedy'snFlip it! Put em' in stocks collect anemitiesnRock, roll behold my epiphanies andnRead 'em and weep, heat I beat 'em to sleepnMislead 'em until we even-steven defeat 'em with freedom of speechnAnd we let them know that I'm the motherfuckin' fire-starternPiss on the constitution then burn the Magna CartannAll I know is what I feelnDeceive my eyes and distort what's realnOnly truth will set you freenI rather die on my feet than to live on my kneesnnWe dying over black gold they harvest in the sandnPresidents living marvelous, they starving in SudannIt's obvious we walk a blind path to oblivionnThe book of judges read the scriptures unlike GideonnLight my fire, start my enginenWhen Pharaohe becomes Moses it's medicine for who listensnA veteran with the might bringing with prophecy to fruitionnMotivation verses on an adverse conditionnCaught on the mainframe I see the maze mannThey watch you from the street light you and your main mannThe bar code around your neck same as your name brandnYou're lost in strange land no thoughts of a game plannnAll I know is what I feelnDeceive my eyes and distort what's realnOnly truth will set you freenI rather die on my feet than to live on my kneesnnPiss on the constitution, then burn the Magna CartanPiss on the constitution, then burn the Magna CartanPiss on the constitution, then burn the Magna CartanPiss on the constitution, then burn the Magna CartanPiss on the constitution, then burn the Magna CartanPiss on the constitution, then burn the Magna CartanPiss on the constitution, then burn the Magna CartanPiss on the constitution, then burn the Magna Carta