[Intro]

How would you feel about serving a country

That did that to your parents, when they were innocent?

Took everything they had

How anxious would you be to serve your country?

I think many people would not be

But they were the concentration camps in America were labeled

[Verse 1: Key Kool]

With euphemistic terminology

To try and twist the psychology

Of the public, to think that it was okay

To put people of Japanese, descent away

In what they called the camps of relocation

But relocation should be voluntary, yet, they were forced in this situation

Even if you were citizens, they were arrested and locked up

Like prisoners, convicted for their cultural background

And nothing could surpass, the atrocities of the mass

Murdering at German concentration camps

Yet, in both cases

The Nazis and the US government, were both racist

Denying natural human rights, enough injustices to incite a riot

But it was covered up and kept quiet

With propaganda, they handed the world false justifications

Accusing Japanese for running spy operations

On the west coast, claiming that they were communicating with enemy

Ships, but this was all bullshit, there was no threat to national security

Because no radio waves were ever detected by the FCC

They said that Japanese purposely bought land next to factories

And train tracks with plans to attack, but immigrants settled in these areas

Long before the war because [?]

So it was the cheapest land to build a farm

But the farming industry was jealous

Because the lands were cultivated so efficiently

And anti-Japanese sentiment was high

The moto was, all Japs are slant-eyed spies

And even though official federal sociologist

Said that Issei's and Nisei's

Were loyalty to the US

Stereotype was used to degrade to a subhuman level

To make the robbing of their freedom seem acceptable

Now that's occurred before, in U.S. history

When slavery was practiced by the forefathers of our country

The attitude was the same, and it still remains

The ruling party gains on another people's pains

[Verse 2: Key Kool & Vooodu]

Now, in more recent days, after the civil rights movement

Minorities sought an outlook for improvement

Motivate a team of Japanese American lawyers

To discover documents more fictional than Tom Sawyer

This was the situation that the government dreaded

Incriminating papers that forgot to be shredded

A box was found with notes and evidence

Computing fabricated, falsified reasons

For the uprooting of my mother and father, aunties, uncles, and grandparents

And the mistake of the past became blatantly apparent

The government was faced

With a Supreme Court case

That they knew they were going to lose

So they had to abuse

Power once again to get the case canceled

And in 1988, they found the answer (Pay them twenty dollars G's)

So, all future lawsuits would be negated

Because technically, the government already compensated

The small percentage of the victims, who was still alive

And the lies were devised to pull the wool over the public's eyes

To seem apologetic for their actions

But they faked it and the bill was signed by the actor Ronald Reagan

But twenty dollars grand didn't mean a damn

To my grandfather who came from the motherland of Japan

At sixteen, no money in his hand, he didn't care

By thirty seven, he became a self-made multimillionaire

Pursuing his American dream

Became a nightmare, wouldn't fell pray to government schemes

Democracy was obviously failing

When the FBI listed my jiichan as a dangerous alien

Raided his home, kidnaped him from his family without any reason

Like he committed a treason

Took all of his possessions and they never gave it back

So, what made them think that they could ever pay him back?

'Cause puttin' the money in the face was a disgrace

They never should've taken it away in the first place

It's like taking the baby's lollipop away

And giving it back when he's old and grey

And other people see [?] as unfair favoritism

But it's just another method of separatism

That the government promotes and their excited

Because they cover their own ass and plus, their keeping us divided

By manipulating minds, but we must unite

To see through the conspiracies

But only a few people are hearing me

We can't let this keep going on, but once again

They're going to drop like Hiroshima

[Verse 3: Key Kool]

So, I come back to life in a different form, in a different shape

Reincarnated with the rhymes that I state

I see hip hop expression lesson I learned and different stereotypes on TV

And movies

But I constantly feel an infrared scope

With a red dot on my skull

Following me, haunting me or if I take a sip of my treat

Will it be infested with concentrated

Carcinogens to try and accelerate cancer?

Answer this, if I decease will you cease to remember

Those that rest, but not in peace? Like Malcolm X, Martin Luther King

Ghandi, Bob Marley, or Bruce Lee

Could it be the same underlying force that will eventually get the key

I see through the façade, like transparency

This is too much knowledge acquired, so higher powers are fearing me

The constituents constituting the conspiracy