ILL BILL - American History X lyrics

[ILL BILL - American History X lyrics]

I eat politicians for
Breakfast, 'Til Infinity, it's endless
Bill and Hillary, George Bush
Everybody's getting it
Presidents, Supreme Court Justices
And Senators
Run up in the White House, erase people
Edit them
Press Delete, hit 'em in the chest with heat
Hail to the Chief, bullets everywhere
It's beef
Violence is more American than apple
Pie and Soul Train
Baseball, nickel-plated nines and cocaine
It's ILL Bill, Non Phixion
If I offended you with my words, I meant it
Protected by the First Amendment
If this was Iraq, I'd a been beheaded
Instead of sparking a dialogue
I'd be hanging in Baghdad shredded
Yeah I'm recognized but, if I ever disappear
Under mysterious pretenses, you guess why
I guess the CIA's trying to die
They wanna terrorize the kid
And fry him alive

Skinheads and Black Hebrews
Punk rockers and Hip-Hoppers
Street pharmacists, drug dealers
Witch doctors
Rappers wearing hundred thousand
Dollar wrist watches little kid's starving
The police killed his father
Rich man, Poor Man, civilized man
Tarzan, who's right, fighting over God's land
American History X
Represent the future or know what's next

I leave an ATF truck burning
With the passengers in it
Hit it with anti-aircraft missiles
When Bill spit it
No apologies, asking what's wrong with truth
Tell me what's wrong with the world
I'll tell you what's wrong with you
What's wrong with the youth
Brain-eating corpses and coups
Sorcerers and spooks
Illuminating torturous kooks
Murdering devils that wear
Police officer suit's
Revolutionaries standing on street
Corners and stoops
I'm the reason the FBI killed JFK
The reason they have metal detectors at JFK
The reason that the Constitution
No longer protects us
They don't even need a reason
Anymore to arrest us
Living in a state of Martial Law
Learn the arts of war arm yourself
Marching forth into the monster's jaws
America eats it's young, swallowed raw
Falling through the doorway of death
Never know what we dying for

Skinheads and Black Hebrews
Punk rockers and Hip-Hoppers
Street pharmacists, drug dealers
Witch doctors
Rappers wearing hundred thousand
Dollar wrist watches little kid's starving
The police killed his father
Rich man, Poor Man, civilized man
Tarzan, who's right, fighting over God's land
American History X
Represent the future or know what's next

I seen spoiled kids murder
Their parents with shotguns
And the poor kids from the
Hood selling they mom's drugs
A lost generation of fools
Without a clear destination
No guidance, no rules, no education
And the older generation's no better
Matter of fact, they worse
They oughta know better
These greedy motherfuckers trade
Blood for oil
An American graveyard on another man's soil
Makes no sense
The Roman Empire in the present tense
Murder for corporations that they represent
Whether Democrat or Republican
The same scumbag government
With scumbag ways of running shit

Skinheads and Black Hebrews
Punk rockers and Hip-Hoppers
Street pharmacists, drug dealers
Witch doctors
Rappers wearing hundred thousand
Dollar wrist watches little kid's starving
The police killed his father
Rich man, Poor Man, civilized man
Tarzan, who's right, fighting over God's land
American History X
Represent the future or know what's next

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