A nation, born and bred on blood, and extermination You raped and ruined, and rewrote the narration The revelation, comes through deep rumination Cowards cleverly master the art of evasion Spend money on wars, at the expense of education Victims of the laws, now seeking retaliation Homeless, a product of gentrification Worthless, a product of incarceration Intoxication of greed and power Illumination, the signs of the final hour Stole the land of the native man That's when the sh** began All according to the plan Genocide in the promised land Can't count on no man, oh no, man Never trust a helping hand Creeping like snakes in the sand Pleasure and pain hand in hand Count the bodies, it's body count Revengeful and patient, like Dumas' Count Righteous king without the crown People left, left a ghost town Only warriors left to hold it down -ASK(Always Seeking Knowledge)