I am writing this letter with all true feelings
Giving you hope to fight back
the faceless drug dealers
Picture us, weak men with no murder killings
We don’t have records
its all planned in our screwed up heads
i’m speaking for all the men that can count to ten
stepped over by the rich business men
we keep quiet , keeping it buried
it plays in our minds,
bitch better be worried
we aint no gangstas, rappers or killas,
look at us ,know us as
the terrorists, extremists and the conservative
let the media inform u and who u trust
they tell how its going to be but let me tell u how it is
major plots and schemes being played on us men
Moslems and Arabs getting bombed
so what then


They say we’re not humans, so we deserve to die
Makes me wanna cry
hide eternally and get high
Scared to death, there aint no protection
The media got it all twisted
but this is my correction
Women and kids dieing
This is not a movie
A mom lays on the floor and her baby crying
They shot her in the head,
oops that was a mistake but now she’s dead.
Wait, I’m not done yet that’s just one story
Let me show you the America you truly glory
A father hiding behind a rock covering his son behind his back
Bullets flying and gun-shot
it hits him in the neck
A soldier apologizes showing no real feelings
the little boy who just witnessed his dad’s killing
How is he gonna grow up
and end up fucking feeling?


Born to a war that I never even started
Years and years of bombs and bullets just because I’m Arabic
I couldn’t choose a better location
Taking someone’s life is a strong temptation
I am so lost in my mind,
my brain cant function
I can’t pass through the road block to reach a junction
Strap himself with a vest his life flashing in his eyes
An eye for an eye,
it explodes couple of soldiers die
A mother sits and watches tv,
her son takes his own life
But the media talks about the poor soldiers lives
And how the mother tears
don’t count as she cries
We feel bad for the soldiers being murdered
Being killed by the murderous Arab
No one asks why
we single out a whole race
We give the soldiers a face
the young boy dies in total disgrace


Let me take you back to the year 1948
When a bunch of strangers
with no single faith
Took our land and took all our might
While the world is watching
giving them the green light
While all the Arab leaders sit back
and don’t put a fight
Let me count all my money
sit on heir chair tight
While all our children die but as long as we living right
Getting paid off by the big bad west
It’s about time we change our leaders,
kill them in their chests
well I gotta tell u this,
what comes around goes around
your book of conspiracies will soon be found
As God as my witness, your end will come
I am not trying to kill you but God is only one