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)