Alan Parsons Project sample:
I am the eye in the sky, looking at you, I can read your mind
I am the maker of rules, dealing with fools, I can cheat you blind
Immortal Technique:
My truth is the Ark of the Covenant, buried in Ethiopia
Watch who you f**in' with, a Minneapolis Somalian
When I go home the world I used to know is gone
And now I live on my own
For which shall it profit, a rapper with creative control
To sign a deal with the devil and lose his soul
My stillborn first expression is cold
Like the faces of slave masters on the paper I fold
Subliminal racial supremacy, chokin' me quick
Like the bedtime stories of Joseph Smith
Lynch mob gunnin' for me tryin' to murder my seed
So shorty put him in the Nile in a basket of reeds
And now I stare into the future with a spiritual flash light
Wondering who the f** was me in the past life
Bad diet, f** law, die young, fast life
Same as the crash flight that took off when the music died on your last night
Tell 'em the truth and they call you a traitor
Talk to 'em honestly and they call you a hater
Losin' my composure 'cause the message is urgent
Talkin' reckless drunk on the mic like Larry Merchant
Cursin' at the serpents, Sumerian demons
Who brush their wings against the air that I'm breathin'
A heathen with nothin' left to believe in, even a reason for livin'
That was forgiven by God and not religion
Envision Jesus risen from the dead like Horus
In a Baptist church, shakin' off the rigor mortis
The borders should be illegal instead of the people
That were here before the Bible and all of its sequels
I speak to the detached and unrealistic
That were born normal but turned socially autistic
We resisted homeland securities mission
Because I know what they really envision
Alan Parsons Project sample:
I am the eye in the sky, looking at you, I can read your mind
I am the maker of rules, dealing with fools, I can cheat you blind
I am the eye in the sky, looking at you, I can read your mind
I am the maker of rules, dealing with fools, I can cheat you blind