Verse 1: (Kalibur)

Big brother watching over us//

peeking over our shoulder, plus//
I.R.S. starts to hold us up as soon as we get old enough//
as if that wasn't cold enough//

whenever someone's bold enough//
To stand up, then they cut him down and hold him up for cameras//
the plan is to abandon us//

they treat us like some livestock//
that's why I'm proud to die on my own terms with my hands on my Glock//
so $#&@ Barack, and $#&@ the next president too//

you're just the scrotum on the totem, I ain't votin' for you//
this here is lyrical terrorism, you should get a clue//
now it's time for you to be scared of me because you raised me to be scared of you//

you're like an abusive father, but the days of being abused are through//
what you got now is a grown man who's pissed and looking for you//
it's likely they'll snipe me, but even highly more likely//

that by the time that they find me I'll have inspired another just like me//
don't take this lightly, and I'm talkin' to the high and mighty//
in one form or another you're eventually gon' have to fight me//

so $#&@ a rap beef, I'll leave that in the scrap heap//
they need to be more pissed off about what's happening on thier tax sheet//
I have identified the enemy, and it is not you//

so pardon me if not a part of me wants part of you//
I got a hardened view 'cause those whose hearts is true is far and few//
it's time to start a feud 'till they get barbequed and fed to starving youth//

I'm on the Harvard roof with the Sako .42 and 100 proof//
as soon as I get the signal, Im'ma let 'em loose//



(Hook)
It's the music of the riot, the sound of the armageddon/

they want us to be quiet, to roll over and just let 'em//
I'm tryin' to light the bomb, I want to see the shrapnel shred 'em//
spend a leg and an arm on a pint of unleaded and wet 'em//

It's the music of the riot, the sound of the armageddon/
they want us to be quiet, to roll over and just let 'em//
I'm tryin' to light the bomb, I want to see the shrapnel shred 'em//

spend a leg and an arm on a pint of unleaded and wet 'em//



Verse 2: (Kalibur)
Time to rattle the cattle because the battle's impending//
got the cavalry coming back 'cause the battlefield's ending//

but without it there's no lending, and no military spending//
they're just moving to the homeland to prevent you from protesting//
they're molesting the constitution, pedestrian prostitution//

professing a doctrine of truth can make you abused and look foolish//
I'm willing to do it more than I'm willing to lose it//
but I look silly in a suit, so Im'ma just do it through music//

now that the fuse lit Im'ma make a stink, excuse it//
what I won't make is excuses, time to make some retributions//
but please do not confuse it with no 40 and a mule %#@!//

we are way beyond the point of being satisfied with bull%#@!//
the only 1 percenters that I ever met be riding Harleys//
I kick it with people the government dread like Bob Marley//

Time to cut off the head of the beast, combine both of the parties//
the powers that be ain't doin' the job, not even hardly//
it's systematic slavery, they trick us to obey the masters//

everything we eat is just a variant of corn and apples//
in every form we like some animals put out in pastures//
if they don't break some taxes then we're gunna occupy their $$#holes//

I got blood on my blue collar, from fighting for 2 dollars//
they're coming to nuke all us in the form of a flu virus//
I'm not demanding violence, I'm just trying to end the silence that

has let all of these tyrants manipulate and then divide us//



(Hook)
It's the music of the riot, the sound of the armageddon/
they want us to be quiet, to roll over and just let 'em//

I'm tryin' to light the bomb, I want to see the shrapnel shred 'em//
spend a leg and an arm on a pint of unleaded and wet 'em//
It's the music of the riot, the sound of the armageddon/

they want us to be quiet, to roll over and just let 'em//
I'm tryin' to light the bomb, I want to see the shrapnel shred 'em//
spend a leg and an arm on a pint of unleaded and wet 'em//



Verse 3: (Mute)
They set us up, so they could watch us fall//
they gave us the confidence so we could struggle hard but hardly ball//
and I'm apalled you call this justice for all//
and in the same breath you mentioning impleminting martial law//

they make it seem like it's cool with this pretending %#@!