[Intro]

"Every day is just an extension of yesterday, a hassle

And getting out of bed in the morning is like slow suicide

Because he knows just what's going down"

[Verse 1: El Da Sensei]

Agony and anguish, body count nameless

Gangsters, niggers in the east coast, shameless

Now I move ghostly, cops watch closely

Years in the making and it’s not how it's supposed to be

Used to be a curfew, used to have truancy

Now kids are rude, different color is the enemy

Older cats scared cause they show no fear

Lack of respect and taking over spots is clear

In the news, few details of the crime scene

Death is the outcome for innocent teens

Any bystander, blocks have cameras

Have second thoughts, when you're brandishing the hammer

[Hook: El Da Sensei & Kaze, several samples overlap with the vocals]

It’s not a movie when your head’s up, shake down, faced with the toolie

Cash it up for revival in this warfare every block is survival

Realise it’s the stars and stripes operating crime legalized

All day every day, in the USA

[Verse 2: Kaze]

Black president, educated North Cack residents

Exposed hidden agendas and lies are evident

Got us representing causes I don’t want no part of

Bush is like Nino and we living in The Carter

A lost soul, wonder where the gospel is

Cause the government got us like hostages

And the kids don’t read, being smart ain’t cool

But some 10 year old’ll come through and shoot up your school

Banks is collapsing, gas is berserk shit

I spend half of my money going back and forth to work

So after 8 years of Bush killing the earth

Hell yeah I’ll vote Obama for whatever it’s worth

[Hook: El Da Sensei & Kaze, several samples overlap with the vocals]

It’s not a movie when your head’s up, shake down, faced with the toolie

Cash it up for revival in this warfare every block is survival

Realise it’s the stars and stripes operating crime legalized

All day every day, in the USA

[Verse 3: El Da Sensei & Kaze]

Government officials neglect the poverty and serve the wealthy

While chicks work the pole unhealthy

Welfare recipients, laid off work

Claim child support and living off family first

Damn El, this ain’t how it's supposed to be

We eating block cheese and food stamp groceries

All these homes foreclosed and these jobs laid off

A wall street seven hundred billion debt paid off

Wish to be college-bound on a scholarship

Pop dudes strung out and your moms won’t acknowledge it

Prison bars just more than sixteen

Life been a full term for erasing a dream

Don’t be confused by the shit they put on the tube

And the New York Post and the damn Fox News

It’s the blood of the Indians and the chains of the slaves that made the;

“land of the free, and the home of the brave”

[Hook: El Da Sensei & Kaze, several samples overlap with the vocals]

It’s not a movie when your head’s up, shake down, faced with the toolie

Cash it up for revival in this warfare every block is survival

Realise it’s the stars and stripes operating crime legalized

All day every day, in the USA

[Outro]

"I would gladly lay myself down

If only to see, one me set free;

From castration

From alienation

From regimentation

From the dehumanization

From americanization"