People, it feels so good to be Mosh me now
You scrutinize every word, memorize every I spit it once, refuel, and rewind I sight to the blind, my insight through the mind I exercise my right to express when I it's time It's just all in mind, what you interpret it as I say to fight, you take it as whip someones ass If you dont understand, dont even to ask A father who has grown up with a past
Who has blown up now to rap phenomenon has Or at least no difficulty multi-taskin' and jugglin' both Perhaps mastered his craft entrepreneur Who has helped launch a few rap acts had a few obstacles thrown his way through the last half Of his career, typical past that Mr. 'Kiss his ass crack' Hes a class act, rubber band man yeah, he just snaps back, as I lead through the As I provide just enough that we need to proceed on, give me hope, give me strength Come with me and I wont steer you Put your faith in your trust, as I guide us the fog To the at the end of the tunnel we gon fight We gon charge, we gon stomp, we gon through the swamp We gon through the marsh, take us right through the doors on
All the people up top, on the and the middle Come together, let's all form this just a little Just let it gradually build from the front to the All you can see is a sea of people, white and some black No what color, all that matters we're gathered together To celebrate for the same no matter the weather
If it rains, let it rain, yeah, the wetter, the They aint gon stop us, they can't, we're now, more then ever They us, "No", we say, "Yeah", they tell us, "Stop", we say, "Go" with a rebel yell, raise hell, we gon let em know Stomp, push, shove, mush, fuck Until they bring our home, c'mon, just
Come along, follow me, as I through the darkness As I provide just enough spark we need to proceed Carry on, give me hope, me strength with me and I wont steer you wrong Put your in your trust, as I guide us through the fog To the at the end of the tunnel we gon fight We gon charge, we gon stomp, we gon through the swamp We gon mosh through the marsh, take us right the doors on
Imagine it pourin, it's down on us Mosh pits outside the oval Someones tryin' to us somethin' Maybe this is God, just sayin' we're For monster, this coward that we have empowered This is Bin Laden, look at his noddin How could we allow like this pumpin' our fists, now this is our final hour
Let me be the voice, and strength and your choice Let me simplify the rhyme just to the noise Try to amplify it, it and multiply it by sixteen million People are equal at this pitch Maybe we can reach Al through my speech Let the President answer a high Strap him a AK 47, let him go fight his own war Let him impress that way
No more blood for oil, we got our own to fight on our own soil No more psychological to trick us to thinkin' that we aint loyal If we dont serve our own country, patronizin' a hero Look in his eyes, its all lies the stars and stripes have been swiped out and wiped and replaced with his own face now or die, if I get sniped tonight Youll why, cuz I told you to fight
along, follow me, as I lead through the darkness As I provide just enough spark that we to proceed Carry on, give me hope, give me Come with me and I wont steer you Put your faith in trust, as I guide us through the fog To the light at the end of the we gon fight We gon charge, we gon stomp, we gon through the swamp We gon mosh through the marsh, take us right the doors on
And as we proceed to through this desert storm In closing statements, if they should argue Let us beg to differ as we set aside our And assemble our own army to this weapon Of destruction that we call our President For the present and mosh for the of our next generation To and be heard, Mr. President, Mr. Senator