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