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Lupe Fiasco - American Terrorists - текст песни, видео

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Новый альбом группы 'Черный Кузнец' по культовому сериалу 'Сверхъестественное'!
(feat. Matthew Santos)

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 Terrorist

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 aint learned to walk already heavily armed
Civilians and little children is especially harmed
Camoflouged 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 didnt see the Poor there
Need to open up a Park,  just close 10 schools
We dont need em
Can u please call the Fire Department they're down here Marchin 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 (the better) they live
Whatever they Wanna take, Whatever they Wanna take, Whatever whatever it is
The more You wanna learn, the more that You try to learn, the better, better it gets
American Terrorist 

Now the poor Klu Klux Man see that we're all brothers 
Not because things are the same 
Because we like the same color
Now that's green, that's mean
Cant Burn his Cross cause He Cant 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 orginization planning to Poison water supplies to bring the Second-Coming quicker
Nigga they aint livin 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
If they aint Givin it up,Tthen they aint gettin None 
And dont give em all naw, Man, just give em some 
Its the paper some of these Cops must be Al-Qaeda nigga uh


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 and things, Give Red Man craps, slot machines 
Now bring it back
Bring it Back [x2]
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