R! E! B! E! L!
R! E! B! E! L! fighting what we’re calling hell.
R! E! B! E! L! against what they’re trying to sell.
if you take 2 sides, arm them and put up a fence.
what do you get? WAR!
hindu christian jewish islam all religions all be bitching – what do they want? MORE!
that’s right. a few are gonna be rich while most die being poor.
it’s such a small small world that’s wanting more more more.
but put down your gun, i’m having too much fun.
this ain’t no gang rap track that’s on.
R! E! B! E! L! fighting what we’re calling hell.
R! E! B! E! L! against what they’re trying to sell.
it’s business and politics from professional apologists
and we’re sorry about the bad health the toxins and the policies.
’cause nothing seems that shocking even the terrorists are gossiping like..
but their lipgloss is poppin.
suburbia disturbia hipsters and hernias.
terrified lives from being economic servicers.
that’s what them schools be learnin ya.
fear depression short erection catastrophe to apathy
’cause that interest will murder you.
let’s have some fun! who’s got a gun?
hey where you from?
let’s fight for crumbs!
producer! doctor! lawyer! GUNS!
run bomb planes cars son daughter dad mom.
we got it all and we’re ready for war.. ready for war.
che guevara and ghandi and mandela – all fought for the poor
and what did they get? WAR!
and if you really want peace but you can’t get a piece of bread.
what do you get? WAR!
so if there ain’t no justice this what you get.
they got the money guns and tv but we ain’t done yet.
so take to the streets.
the people can’t be beat.
we’re gonna fight this war for peace. PEACE.
R! E! B! E! L! fighting what we’re calling hell.
R! E! B! E! L! against what they’re trying to sell.
LAZY FAT STUPID AMERICAN FEAT. RUSH LIMBAUGH
(rush rambling)..
that’s you.. AMERICA!
proud to be. stand up. pledge allegiance to..
ladies and gentlemen, stand up with your hands over your heart.
the other hand on the remote because the show’s gonna start.
the greatest show on earth. if you wanna watch, it’ll cost you.
freedom ain’t free but we’ll make you an offer.
let your pot bellies hang. let that cleavage out.
coca-cola in every country and cocaine in your house
working smarter not harder, education is out.
if you’re fat lazy and uninformed come on sing it out!
it’s america! AMERICA!
glad to be. proud to be. stand up.
hey! what you doing?
i’m barbecuing it’s the state of the union!
we shoot shit! no need to prove it.
don’t take it from me i’ve seen it on tv.
we toppled osama, poppin our collar.
going in these countries trying to top our dollar.
now grab a partner and gas up your car
and grab another hot dog WE’RE GOING TO WAR!
AMERICA!
glad to be. proud to be. stand up.
(rush rambling)..
that’s me and how i like to be – eating m&m’s and shopping qvc.
(hey baby turn on shock and awe.)
i love that show!
’cause it’s like i’m right there but i’m safe at home.
i think that keifer sutherland is helping these guys.
i just wanna call back rush and say high five!
man it’s just unreal, what we can do.
that apache cobra stealth, it’s so damn cool!
one thing is for sure, these wars keep getting better.
we’ve got pinpoint bombs that work in any weather.
put this shit on every channel.. i can’t get enough.
show those dark brown men how to play it rough.
rush was right all along – people love to get bombed.
this is fun and that’s why your show’s #1.
and now i wrote you this song.
it’s for you so come on,
open up – blow blow – and sing along!
stand up with your hands over your heart
and pledge allegiance to a country where you don’t have to be smart.
you could be president. anyone can.. ain’t that weird?
an electoral college graduate right here.
’cause with money and guns you got the world on the run.
and if we run out of countries we’ll just bomb the first one
or take a vote for all you men, the children, the mom’s.
NOW RAISE UP YOUR HANDS IF YOU WANNA GET BOMBED!!
don’t rumble with the big boys unless you wanna get bombed for no fucking reason.
we’re wherever you’re at.
we’re where your mom’s at.
we’re where your cousin’s at.
we’ve got a base in your backyard ’cause we’re lazy we’re fat and we don’t wanna move.
we’re right there motherfucker.
we don’t wanna be traveling too far.
proud to be.
WAR WE BRING
it’s a war they want. wars we breed.
’cause the more we got the more we need.
the more those on the top oppress the weak
and more or less everybody dies in between.
the more we fight the less we’re free.
the less we stop the more we bleed.
the more that’s red the less that’s green
like trees so readjust your tv screens – i’ll wait.
now you helped the greens and stopped the reds.
you found the browns and made them dead.
you found every other color and took their bread.
and all that before you even got out of bed.
the more wars we want.
the more we bring.
the more we kill the less they scream.
the less we think why we want more,
the more you gonna see and bring this thing called war.
it’s a war they want. war we bring.
if it’s a war they want then it’s a war we bring.
a war we sing.
now it’s a low down dirty shame what a brother gotta do today just to get on top now.
now some sell out, dead out, most get shot down.
war against drugs.
war against terror.
war make money.
make war against your brother.
you’re hard?
cops and robbers start a gangster war.
24/7 around the clock we give thanks for war.
listen to the song we sing.
i call my dogs we sit up at the bar we drink.
but problems start from the smallest thing.
we can’t eat guns.
we fly overseas and start a hunger war.
desert storm lightning strike start a thunder war.
sleep under war.
literally fucked when we come for war.
so gather ’round we’d love to see each other war.
sip the gimlet and then spit down at sin-sin.
kind of pissed ’cause the president’s a texan.
now i’m afraid because the president’s a black man.
if they attack him what happens then?
the people on the streets all gonna riot.
politicians and police can’t stop it.
television got my stem cells rotting.
that’s why i stay steady obnoxious
taking in these fumes so toxic.
one thing for sure.. can’t be boxed in.
when the war starts ain’t no stopping.
so i’m a straight keep the party rocking
until the day that your head stops nodding
and i’m gonna sing my song.
so when i go, i still won’t be gone.
and now the war is on.
WAR-MART
EVERYBODY! WELCOME TO WAR MART!
everybody gather ’round.
we bring the beat to your forehead.
let me see more red.
let me see more dead.
the dollar’s down.
i swear you can afford it.
everything is on sale now
so let’s all go to hell now.
ladies and gentlemen, caucasian and melanin.
here’s a steal for your back pocket.
i’m about to sell you a nuclear rocket for the low low price of $1.99.
you want it? there’s something in the air.
napalm anthrax bring in a new year.
shop ’til you drop, spread the loving around.
white phosphorus yellow cake and blackhawks down.
freedom in a free-fire zone.
it’s a fire sale and everything goes.
we’re the freest of the free you’re supposed to know.
so grab it while it’s hot it’s about to blow.
welcome to war mart!
we’re in war mart sales events galore.
this is more mega than your largest mega store.
we’ve got open air aisles from coast to coast
so raise your glass, shop and have a toast to YOU.. everybody.
i got some airborne nitroglycerin.
for a small dividend you can put it in your enemy’s system.
5 million per milligram.
if you’re a gentleman make a bid on behalf of your nation.
and if your nation’s strapped for cash you don’t have to ask,
you just put it on your tab.
who cares if your credit is bad?
and if the market crashes then it’s yours to have.
end up a third world country in a plastic bag.
and if you don’t know, well now you know
what all those billion dollar credits and guns are for.
now you can keep your country ’cause we’ve got your soul.
and just one more thing.. you’re going to war.
welcome to war mart!
we’re in war mart sales events galore.
this is more mega than your largest mega store.
we’ve got open air aisles from coast to coast
so raise your glass, shop and have a toast to YOU.. everybody.
WE’RE THE ONES
now i don’t wanna be the one that tells you to think
i don’t wanna be the one to put your brain on the brink
we’re the ones, you heard about
WE’RE THE ONES that your mama told you about
we’re the ones that are makin this fun
we’re the ones that got the world on the run
we’re the ones with the tv that shuts your brain
we’re the ones that cut the freedom up with sugarcane
we’re the ones so cool like rock n roll
playin that guitar to try to save your soul
but you still do as your told, we’re in total control
well everybody’s gotta play their role
we’re the evil .. they taught in school
raising all you children into full grown fools
and for the smart ones hell.. we silenced them all!
we the greatest in the world screaming fuck the law!
we ride at night while you’re in bed
by the daytime all the papers wash us clean as hell
it’s like you’ve never seen and you never will
so sit back and enjoy our kill!
WE’RE THE ONES! your mama told you about!
WE’RE THE ONES! that make you scream and shout
WE’RE THE ONES! that put the rock in roll
WE’RE THE ONES! so come on baby save your soul!
WE’RE THE ONES! your mama told you about
WE’RE THE ONES! we’re number 1 sister have no doubt
WE’RE THE ONES! the ones packin some serious heat
WE’RE THE ONES! we bring that global war to your local street
if you lookin for the one then don’t look no further
the same one, whats up love, you know the vibe when you heard it
we’re the head nod, the smart bomb that wakes you a night
like a segregated mosh pit it’s more than a fight
we’re the u2 of youtube we doin it right
yeah the power of the people kept under control
we’re the 3am call who answers the phone? IT’S US!
who set the beat of the drum
that you march to the cartoon the kids gonna love
we’re the hip hop the pit stop wherever you from
we’re the submarine who brings the truth to the surface
we’re the heat, the campfire you put in your furnace
we’re the middle east mason dixon writing them lines
sending information through the hallliburton grape vine
yeah the sames ones supporting the track
with the force you want the raw shit? we bringin it back
WE’RE THE ONES! your mama told you about
WE’RE THE ONES! that make you scream and shout
WE’RE THE ONES! that put the rock in roll
WE’RE THE ONES! so come on baby save your soul!
WE’RE THE ONES! your mama told you about
WE’RE THE ONES! we’re the bomb that makes you scream and shout
WE’RE THE ONES! you love that rock n roll
WE’RE THE ONES! so come on baby save your soul
BEIRUT RISING
BEIRUT? come in beirut.
my people, i didn’t want to leave you.
now every time i see you there’s smoke and flames to see through.
your story never gets through.
my family how i miss you.
if you could just send us some truth
because over here it’s words like terrorist, the new communist.
while bush shakes his fist
the right makes its list of who we need to hit.
the tv plays this shit and we nod and sit
and what can we do ’cause that’s the USA.
we’ve got them 5 on crusades.
we’re blowing our freedoms away.
the bodies get in the way.
the DEAD? never displayed.
the DEBT? never gets paid.
the WORLD? dying for aid
instead we die in a raid.
and now violence our fame.
the world is crying in pain.
their frustrations too plain.
AMERICA IT’S A SHAME you can’t see what you made.
and when it bursts into flames
you watch that tv AFRAID of what you may get one day.
i’ve never seen depths so low,
such a country like this going to hell.
there’s NO PEACE with NO JUSTICE a simple fact if you couldn’t tell
that no one around here seems to get straight.
it’s getting hard to look in their face.
and the world is gonna rise up.. you hear them? YOU HEAR THEM?
now if anyone’s listening if anyone gives a shit
just shout out loud you’re sick of it.
now if anyone’s listening if anyone gives a shit.. RISE UP.
AIN’T GOT NO
(inspired by hair, the musical..)
ain’t got nothing but guns and bombs.
i got no money.
i’m losing my home.
we know right ain’t right still everything’s wrong.
hey mr president what’s going on?
I AIN’T GOT NO!
..arms legs a market crash
and our vets set the record on how long headaches last.
with 8 long years bleeding lives and cash.
it’s like bin laden came and kicked our ass.
’cause our dumb leaders sold us culture wars.
and our dumb media bought the cause.
and then our dumb leaders re-wrote the laws.
and now the guns point at us like it’s our fault.
I AIN’T GOT NO
..job ’cause it’s freedom man
like the corporations breathing our oxygen.
all our money filled the country up with weapons plants
and pushed us all up against the fence.
I AIN’T GOT NO
..peace love or harmony
’cause that’s what america meant to me.
now if we’re the ones we’ve been waiting for
then first things first stop american war.
I AIN’T GOT NO
..hate, no prejudice
just a hole in the wall apartment that i’m living in while i scribble my thoughts.
but lately i’m stepping lighter
and i walk with a bop
and main street is heading to wall street to fiddle with stocks.
after years of being robbed bamboozled and hoodwinked.
broke with a small ecological footprint.
we’re going green giving money away like christmas
while we’re going RED socializing big business.
I AIN’T GOT NO
..time no patience still stuck in this matrix.
i’m disconnected waiting on my scheduled maintenance.
our cultural commodified lives equal homicide.
we rebel you apologize scarred like kids at columbine.
breaker 1-9 to the commander-in-chief.
we’re warring for peace, no more commander-in-thief.
with a strangle hold on energy while we’re handling beef.
it’s power to the people.
we’re playing for keeps.
I AIN’T GOT NO!
mr president i’m an ignorant american born in baltimore maryland.
only difference between me and them is my parents spoke indian.
a product of immigration up in the nation.
my parents came in carter’s years, worked hard for years.
i guess you can call them pioneers of their fields.
strong as steel against the prejudice.
bought to be a necklace full of gold.
and now i’m with goldi up in the shack
looking back at the times that were hard keeping up my guard.
but now obama in the office.
i thought we lost this.
but now we’re back to react and attack everyone that’s in the coffin.
keep drinking your coffee and wake up
and stop doing your crimes.
put your hands up and scream everyday for the people.
now that’s sublime.
I AIN’T GOT NO!
WE AIN’T GO NO!
THE GUNS AND THE BOMBS
the guns and the bombs they go on and on..
the guns and the bombs they go on and on..
the guns and the bombs they go on and on..
the guns and the bombs they go on and on..
the guns and the bombs they go on and on..
the guns and the bombs they go on and on..
the guns and the bombs they go on and on..
the guns and the bombs they go on and on..
the guns and the bombs they go on and on..
the guns and the bombs they go on and on..
the guns and the bombs they go on and on..
all the talks and reforms go on and on..
the guns and the bombs they go on and on..
it goes on and on..
the guns and the bombs they go on and on..
the war was SWORN to go on and on..
so don’t get fooled by the calm it goes on and on..
it goes on and on..
it goes on and on..
all the talks and reform go on and on..
on and on..
on and on..
the guns are drawn..
on and on..
on and on..
things change form..
goes on and on..
friends and the foes go on and on..
the toxins we’re rocking go on and on..
on and on..
on and on..
the guns and the bombs they go on and on..
the war was formed to go on and on..
so don’t get fooled by the calm..
on and on..
all the talks and reform it goes on and on..
on and on..
on and on..
until the whole HUMAN RACE is gone it’s gone it’s.
OPEN LETTER
the guns, the bombs.
they invade your home like the sounds coming through on the radio.
imagine it’s your time that you have to go
and your little neighborhood declared a free-fire zone.
you’re not safe despite the promises.
you can build a bigger wall around your premises.
but if you don’t wake up this premise is
you’ll be looking just like them. the problem is
your god that says THOU SHALT NOT KILL.
yet you do it all the time yes you will you will.
’cause the tv keeps on feeding you your nightly pills
and you don’t really care. you don’t feel don’t feel.
you keep voting into power these men of greed.
the same ones owning every part of your tv,
the ones who want way more than what they need,
the ones who leave HALF THE WORLD WITHOUT ENOUGH TO EAT.
so they tell you to point the fingers too
’cause enemies of freedom is their money tool.
but do unto others as you’d want them to do unto you – another godly rule.
or are we gonna break that too?
is god that cruel?
it seems it’s just too much to talk to you to you.
the guns the bombs this world of yours.
i was a perfect little human, your youngest boy.
something like a family makes a world of joy.
inch by inch the children learning building to destroy.
it took me 8 years to see the scheme.
and what i always thought was only my naivete
was shared by everyone.
perfection it seemed something only realized through a child’s dream.
mom – if you don’t know well hell who does?
answer is no one.
well hell it was and it still is and only getting worse
and you wanna bring RELIGION in to heal this curse?
the guns, the bombs go on and on
by the same god you taught me about when i was young
and the same ones used on us in lebanon
paid with your tax money spent on arms.
i can’t think of anyone with hatred worse.
these same people bloody up the history books.
the ones so quick to point the finger at you first
and they stick it to your family ’til it hurts.
they’re racist sexist
and hold their rule through generations
keeping people dumb as fools.
’cause power and religion – this democracy – don’t give a fuck about you or humanity.
they leave you out to dry ’cause freedom rules
you got the freedom to die and that’s what we do.
but you also got the freedom to think for yourself
and to love your fellow man despite this hell.
i can’t teach you right from wrong
and i’m sick of talking so i wrote it in this song.
but if you’re not the best of mom’s
we can kiss the world goodbye until it’s gone it’s gone it’s gone.
CAN’T NOBODY HOLD US DOWN
everybody get your helmets on ’cause this right here what’s going on. makes what happened in the 60′s just a false alarm. all the same shit but now with bigger bombs. and every time one hits the ground. like every second, that bass that pounds my head so hard and that waft from hell – it was the same burnt smell like when the towers fell. and what’d we get? more years with constant tears and more fears with constant hate. put a country that was something in a dismal state and made a hopeful world less than great. more pain and floods and rains. no change to our violent ways. we got 2 or 3 wars for each damn year now can’t we solve one problem? what’s happening here? it’s such a mystery why we can’t learn from history while any child can see. “calling humanity.” everybody come and hear this sound ’cause this right here what’s going down. it’s gonna take everything that you’re made of to throw it all away except the love. can’t nobody hold us down. can’t nobody hold us down. pour some whiskey in a glass light a smoke and let’s start thinking. while we’re playing the race card we’re racing to armageddon. the sun’s setting. you’re chasing gold so come get it. when they hit us and shed light on fake politics. police paint a description and they fit it. underestimated like the son of a slave did it. that saturated fat on my back. tv selling me pills that sound like crack. government holding the crown they ain’t holding me back. no excuses, the future is ours to enact so hold your head above water there’s a war underground. turn it up loud. i was feeling down. so low i didn’t know where to go. lost my soul trying to find my way and time.. she doesn’t seem to wait or ever hesitate to tell me i’m going too slow. so i’m gonna find the divine inside if i can’t rewind i’m doing it right now. up in the moment i’m in, i’m trying to see clear but the fear is blinding but i know that i’m near the summit. i’m sick to my stomach but i can’t run from it. i gotta do what i’ve never done to do something. the king and the queen sitting on the throne they’re all falling down ’cause nobody knows where we’re going. it doesn’t matter but i’ve had it and you can’t hold me anymore. can’t nobody hold us down. can’t nobody hold us down. the revolution is not yesterday. the revolution is not tomorrow. our revolution is right now. and nobody can hold us down. THIS ALBUM WAS MADE FOR PEOPLE.
