[Verse 1: Che]
As the states raid and invade another land
Hatred grows for Sam, the Grand Wizard of the Ku Klux Klan
With his goal to control, be number one
Making modern day slaves of everyone
There's this plan to protect, in fact while the rich get fat
They'll always send the brother in combat
To kill another man from another land
Man, it's a shame being a pawn in the game
So the rich gain
Another murder in the name of democracy
Land of the free with policies of slavery
I'm laughing hard - The draft card I watch it burn
They want to see my ass dead, well it's his turn
That's why they're calling me a communist, a socialist
Ain't that a bitch? I'd rather be a commie than a fascist
I fight the system of oppression whose profession
Is aggression on others for the possession of money
And of course they think it's funny 'cause they're worldwide
So many millions are the victims of a genocide
I'm going crazy, all I do is see and stand by
While the pigs commit another fucking homicide
So I'm waiting for the day to rush the White House
I'm saying fuck it, kill the puppet, take his head out
Until that day I'm dedicated to open eyes
Who organize the revolutionaries of the mind
And yet we'll soon see the movement reach an apex
A lynch mob with a noose for Sam's neck
Fair retribution for the land that they stole
A whole nation built upon the labor of black folk
He's gonna pay for his crimes to humanity
The ultimate creator of the world's insanity
And yes I'll put a rest to the merchant of death
With a shotgun blast to his chest, we're the victim of a criminal
As the states raid and invade another land
Hatred grows for Sam, the Grand Wizard of the Ku Klux Klan
With his goal to control, be number one
Making modern day slaves of everyone
There's this plan to protect, in fact while the rich get fat
They'll always send the brother in combat
To kill another man from another land
Man, it's a shame being a pawn in the game
So the rich gain
Another murder in the name of democracy
Land of the free with policies of slavery
I'm laughing hard - The draft card I watch it burn
They want to see my ass dead, well it's his turn
That's why they're calling me a communist, a socialist
Ain't that a bitch? I'd rather be a commie than a fascist
I fight the system of oppression whose profession
Is aggression on others for the possession of money
And of course they think it's funny 'cause they're worldwide
So many millions are the victims of a genocide
I'm going crazy, all I do is see and stand by
While the pigs commit another fucking homicide
So I'm waiting for the day to rush the White House
I'm saying fuck it, kill the puppet, take his head out
Until that day I'm dedicated to open eyes
Who organize the revolutionaries of the mind
And yet we'll soon see the movement reach an apex
A lynch mob with a noose for Sam's neck
Fair retribution for the land that they stole
A whole nation built upon the labor of black folk
He's gonna pay for his crimes to humanity
The ultimate creator of the world's insanity
And yes I'll put a rest to the merchant of death
With a shotgun blast to his chest, we're the victim of a criminal
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