[Intro: George Galloway]
You don't give a damn! You don't give a damn, you don't even know about the Palestinian families! You don't even know that they exist! Tell me the name of one member of the seven members of the same family slaughtered on the beach in Gaza by an Israeli warship. You don't even know their names! But you know the name of every Israeli soldier who has been taken prisoner in this conflict. Because you believe whether you know it or not that Israeli blood is more valuable than the blood of Lebanese or Palestinians. That's the truth, and the discerning of your viewers already know it
[Verse 1: Gon]
I'm from the South side
Where everything is handled with a mouth ride
Since 7, I have planned to come and out rhyme
The many rappers standing in to doubt my
Eventually gets damaged and no company touches me publicly
And those who govern me come for me, cause we comfortably declare war on perjury
They stubbornly clung to the love to be judging me
And the only slugs that be touching me work for airport security
Rare form of certainty
Therefore refer to me as Gon
That's mechanic and I dare coroners to breathe
Just trying to let them know
What makes you think
You could come spit a garbage verse and I'mma let it go?
You rap, why you acting like you made a bling
If all the rappers on Earth died, it wouldn't change a thing
This is the most useless job, you're getting paid to sing
I don't really get how you feel you've earned the fame it brings
[Chorus: Gon]
Why they try to keep you locked up?
I don't know
Why they always try to stop us?
I don't know
Why it always seems you got f**ed?
I don't know
Maybe cause my whole career has been a low blow
Why you always trip (...)
I don't know
Are you gonna get scared and say sh**?
I don't know
So you gonna sit there and take it?
Hell no Joe
I'mma find that swine and put him in a chokehold!
You are not deep, you are a sandbag
So do not reach for what you can't grab
Am I wrong? Am I too pissed?
Do I get too mad, when they shoot kids?
13 Hundred in three weeks that lost (...)
So don't wave your white flag in my name
Don't wave your white flag in my name
Cause I will not stand for that sh** anymore
[Verse 2: Gon]
Peace in Palestine, they say resist with rap
How cute, we'll make a song and then they'll give it back
You're just a man trying to wrestle with his emptiness
I'm just a man disa**embling your skeleton
I'm getting tired of these wires in your President
You're just a liar who the fire won't be gentle with
I don't desire to inquire about your sentences
Cause I'm a lion and a lion don't address a pig
Why write a song? I'm trying to wire bombs
Walking.........with a firearm
Why hide at all? I'm down to die for God
They are the enemy, I know what f**ing side I'm on
Just graze, y'all are sheep for Americans
That's why you feel your heart beat when they're hearing this
It's one thing to know that you're weak and be scared as sh**
And another to always dream and not dare to live
[Chorus: Gon]
You know the government is hearing all this?
I don't care!
Why are they behaving so response-less?
I don't know!
How about discussing this in Congress?
I won't stare into the eyes of a motherf**er with no soul!
What if that verse gets you arrested?
I don't care!
Are you sure you ain't gonna regret this?
I don't know!
Maybe it's better if you just end this
I don't care, like church, I listen to nothing that I'm told there!
You are not deep, you are a sandbag
So do not reach for what you can't grab
Am I wrong? Am I too pissed?
Do I get too mad, when they shoot kids?
13 Hundred in three weeks that lost (...)
So don't wave your white flag in my name
Don't wave your white flag in my name
Cause I will not stand for that sh** anymore!
[Verse 3: Gon]
How must I resist? Why do I exist
If not to strike them down with an iron fist?
Rather be feared as an evil demon leading war
Than to protest all peacefully and be ignored
So I act disrespectful to losers and (...)
Wish I had many weapons to shoot her
My concern is who pa**ed and their d**hs in the future
Your concern is with fads and celebrity rumors
I wish seventy tumors to appear on your rectum
People are in fear but you lecture the deaf/dumb
A lot of us already died and you won't battle back
If my prophet was still alive he wouldn't stand for that
If the prophet was on my mind I wouldn't stand to rap
But a quality of the wise is to abandon that
And I've had it Jack, but haven't given up
In the cheering crowd, I'm the man who has his finger up
[Bridge: Gon]
I, I, I am not gonna lie, I would rather, rather just not be alive
Than have to, have to s** a co*k to survive
I drop any line I co*k any 9, I, I do not got a Glock
But I'll try my luck with a stick or a rock or a knife
I'll s** when the sh** settles drop from the sky, flies
Right over your eyes like it's fine...