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[feat. Killer Mike, Brother Ali & Chuck D] [Verse 1: Immortal Technique] The ghetto is like a prison with invisible bars No matter where you at, it always follows you where you are And it's hard out there for a pimp to get out of But it's harder for the hooker that he beat the shit out of I got niggas underground in the confederate states I find it [?] running the slavery that prison creates So I never hate on the South: I respect their vision I just hate on niggas that promote Samboism And white execs that love to see us in that position They reflect the stereotypes of America's vision They want us dancing, cooning and hollering Only respect us for playing sports and modeling More than racism: it's stay in your place-ism More people are trapped in practical blackface-ism So fuck a Civil War between the North and the South It's between field niggas and slaves that are stuck in the house [Hook:] Civil war for the soul of a nation This is a struggle to save civilization Demonstrations overthrowing the occupation The annihilation of mental colonization Letras de cancionesCivil war for the soul of a nation We fight for the future of our civilization Destroy the corrupt government organizations Trying to survive cultural assasination [Verse 2:] Crip niggas, Blood nigga, eses, Asians Why the fuck we warring with each other's population? If you ever wanna dead all our population People in [?] nation, why the separation? Why we got Jamaicans hating on Hatians? When the British and French raped both nations Mexicans and Blacks kill each other: straight hating While the government profits from prison population If you on the bottom, be you Anglo or Asian You gotta understand the realness of what I'm saying You gotta recognize another G at the enemy When the police ride, they fear us frequently We gotta make you see where the truth be If you a G, then go and develop GD 50 years of gangs and our people still poor If we running from the streets we should really end war [Hook] [Verse 3:] Our hearts were torn apart just like y'alls was Watching towers full of souls fall to sawdust Everytime we called your office you ignored us Now you holding hearings all inside of Congress Microscopes on us, ask if we're jihadists My answer was in line with all of the Founding Fathers I think Patrick said it best: Give me liberty or death I shall never accept anything less You claimi innocence You say you're victimless But you gave the kiss of death in the name of self-defense Slavery and theft have brought our nations to the end Pacify your citizenry with success We believe in freedom, justice, security But they're only good when applied universally Certainly if I rage against the machine My aim was only to clean the germs out of the circuitry Heard you need putting fear inside your heart Make you burn Qu'rans and tell me not to build a mosque Me, my wife and babies we ain't never made jihad We just want to touch our heads to the floor and talk to god Ask him to remove every blemish from our heart The greatest threat abroad doesn't come from any bomb The moment you refuse the human rights of just a few What happens when that few includes you? Civil war From Letras Mania