Immortal Technique, Hasan Salaam, DJ GI Joe, J. Arch - In The Trenches lyrics

We in the trenches, on the offensive
Runnin' through machine gun fire
And barbed wire fences
Muthafuckas say that violence is senseless
But so is getting slaughtered when
You caught up defenceless
We in the trenches, on the offensive
Runnin' through machine gun fire
And barbed wire fences (Rebel Armz)
Like the Viet Cong back with a vengeance
Your life is worthless but war is expensive

I'm like the spirit of the slave trade
Follow the route why the fuck you think them
Hurricanes tear through the south?
And the Mid-Atlantic, starving the frantic
Stranded, abandoned
But I’m branded the hand of God
So I stand in command of the
Answer for radiation driven cancer
Tuskegee and the way that
They murdered the Panthers
Back-up dancers for proposition 187
But my counter-proposition is a
One eighty seven i'll put a bounty on the
Head of a racist reverend
And drag his body through the
Streets on September 11th
My presence is like a
Pentagon produced earthquake
Forced abortion to control the birth rate
Planned incarceration with test scores
From the 4th grade
New world order just completed
The fourth stage
But before I ever surrender to the law
I'll turn this shit into Haiti, in 1794!

Now, respect I demand that, do your history
Give the Indians and Africans they land back
Bustin' my ass, while the man stand back
For minumun wage
Nah, I just don't understand that
My skill level way beyond collegiate
Capsize the boat and make
The passengers sea sick
Smooth with that street shit
Moons who's I be with
Taking back what's ours like
The people of Egypt
Rebel arms representer I pledge my allegiance
No matter how I do it I
Break through their defense
Fuck a false pretense or
Sensitive ass meanings
Germany getting nice on
America's current events
North Korea nukes in the morning
Headlines for the evenings
We all cool as fuck
But they don't want to see us breathing
By the time she on the moon check
To see if they receive it
Madman militant it's strategic

This isn't just drums and rhythm
This is guns and ammunition
When it's sung, redrum for the system
Let the slugs rumpapum
Get it buck when you listen
Anarchist cookbook
I got the heat in the kitchen
Act up and wind up using a tube
For the pot that you piss in
Sundiata spittin, yeah I rock for tradition
I'm a man on a mission like Clarence 13
Or the great Saladin leading the Mujahideen
Make moves like Kasparov
With a sawed-off and Molotov
Flows synonymous with the kickback
Of a Kalashnikov
Mossberg Upanishads, punishing your promenade
Like Arch Duke Ferdinand BONG
In front your entourage
Rebel Armz firing squad, lugers to bazookas
Minds balanced with the talents of
Larry Davis & Lumumba
Laying grounds for the future
Cairo on the 25th
All power to the people when
That 5th Column spit's