Paul Cabbin - "Un-American" lyrics

[Intro (parts of President Dwight D. Eisenhower's Farewell Address Jan. 17, 1961)] Good evening my fellow Americans. First I would like to express my gratitude to the radio and television networks for the opportunities they have given me over the years to bring reports and messages to our nation. We annually spend on military security alone more than the net income of all United States corporations. Now this conjunction of an immense military establishment and a large arms industry is new in the American experience. The total influence -- economic, political, even spiritual -- is felt in every city, every Statehouse, every office of the Federal government. We recognize the imperative need for this development. Yet, we must not fail to comprehend its grave implications. Our toil, resources, and livelihood are all involved. So is the very structure of our society. In the councils of government, we must guard against the acquisition of unwarranted influence - whether sought or unsought, by the military industrial complex [Verse 1: Ryu] My country tis of thee sweet land of misery Donald Trump and his trickery, Fox's toxicity War mongering f** bois crisscrossin the continent beggin for votes Murder they wrote-blood on the documents Raise the prices. Cook up another crisis f** it-you gotta love it. The government funded ISIS Nothin every changes. Same story as last month. You wanna know the price of freedom? Look at the gas pump 2 dollars 3 dollars 4 dollars 5 Die motherf**er! Die motherf**er! Fine This year- lets get it over with. Send me back to Jehova Away from these xenophobic police worshipin chauvinists Secrets in plain sight thinking nobody notices Until we cut the head off the snake and drink the cobra spit Who's the real terrorist Flag drippin with arrogance for me to say nothin about it is un-American [Hook x2: Apathy] School book (light em up) Government (burn em down) Seems like a riot every time I turn around (uh-oh) They got us all riled up again (uh-oh) They got us all riled up again [Verse 2: Bishop Lamont] Welcome citizens and 2nd cla** citizens Aka minorities, refugees illegal, aliens h*mos**uals, Women, Faiths of foreign religions Don't you just love this nation you're livin in Our Uncle Sam is a drunk racist pedophile Drug dealer, Drug abuser, pill popper Heroin user, Lean, c**aine methamphetamine Cymbalta, cialis, Humira All that sh** he sells you on your tv screen Got u pumped up, drugged up, to keep you down While the cost of living goes up Without enough good jobs to go around The same foreigners you hate America gave'em ya jobs Laid you off to cut cost Then pointed the finger across seas Like it wasn't they fault Huh, huh It's nothin new This ain't brand new It's the same ol tactics Give you dummies someone to blame Mislead you Leave you distracted Let's talk about Bill Cosby, Benghazi Kim kardashian's a** again, Caitlyn Jenner Turn on your tv some new scandal with a celebrity at the center Another ma** shooting Domestic terrorist while you eating dinner It's always m**ms Even when it ain't m**ms We'll draw a picture of the prophet Muhammad and spit on it We'll hang Jesus Christ upside down and piss on it Division through religions is strictly for economics We don't believe in either Swear to nimrod I promise Only to the almighty dollar do we pay homage Your country one big corporation it's all for profit [Hook x2: Apathy] School book (light em up) Government (burn em down) Seems like a riot every time I turn around (uh-oh) They got us all riled up again (uh-oh) They got us all riled up again [Verse 3: Ryu] Hide your poor and your huddled ma**es White trash, wet backs, and ghetto ba*tards Make em flag wavin slaves for minimum wage fascists Claimin to keep you safe til the taliban invades Calabasas I guess it could happen and anything is possible if Bruce Jenner can turn himself into Jessica Rabbit Its plausible to think we're on the brink of extinction It stinks. We know the truth but can't make the distinction The lies are too s**y. Their deception is asinine Your hard earned tax dollars k**in children in Palestine Its hard to swallow like water from Flint Michigan The people have spoken. The politicians ain't listenin Overcrowdin the prisons. Multi Billions in business You get popped. They get paid. They want you locked in the system Its a war on our citizens. You tell me who the terrorist But for me to say nothin about it is un-American [Outro: Bishop Lamont] You know what's really un-American? America as a whole Its nothin but a bunch of hypocritical sh**. You see everybody out here trippin off votin for Trump or votin for Bernie or votin for Hillary. Like these motherf**ers give a f** about what you goin through in your life. The reality of it is: ain't no one motherf**in person that you vote for gone change our nation for us. Its all about makin money. Its based on makin money. If you want to see real change: you gotta start in your own house. In your own neighborhood. In your own city. If we don't fix it-ain't sh** gone get fixed. Ask yourself: are you really free? Are you livin the American Dream?