Immortal Technique - Bin laden remix (street) lyrics

"I want the world to know you won't beat us because were the children of Those who took the worst fall, of slavery and brutality that ever lived, that ever existed Our parents survived the middle pa**age, only the strong got here And then we lost our name, our culture, our religion, and were still here So you may have a momentary victory Mr. Bush, but you don't know who we are" [Immortal] I pledge no allegiance, f** the President's speeches What the industry did to 'Pac they did to Jesus Rapin' his vocals and then destroying his message Tryin to deport us if they can't destroy arrest us Government front religions, but their heart is empty Like a televangelist preaching out of his Bentley Calling abortion murder in a medical building But don't give a f** about bombing Iraqi children Talking like eunuchs in a f**ing libretto Look at thier mansions and look at your suburban ghetto The gulag, the new hood where they send us to live Cause they don't give a f** about none of our kids That's why blacks and latinos get the worst education While devils run america like "Birth of a Nation" Affirmative action ain't reverse discrimination That sh** is a pathetic excuse for reparations [Chorus: Immortal + KRS] Bin Laden didn't blow up the projects It was you, n***a Tell the truth, n***a (Bush knocked down the towers) Tell the truth, n***a (Bush knocked down the towers) Tell the truth, n***a [Immortal] They say that terrorism revolves around the Qu'ran But that's stupid, I'll show you why its totally wrong Cause if this country was invaded and crumbled I'd turn Harlem into a columbian jungle And I wouldn't be fighting for a Christian nation I'd be fighting for survival from extermination I wouldn't fight for Fox News, them racist n***as I'd be fightin for the hood, for the faceless n***as For the immigrants America loves to despise Even though it needs them to make the economy rise They feed us genetically modified garbage So I repetitively reload the cartridge Boston, New York, down to Atlanta Guerilla war in the swamps of Louisiana Camera panoramas of hammers couldn't rock me East coast to West coast you can't stop me And f** Schwarzenegger, his pops was a nazi And it runs in the family so run for the grammys Run to the coon picnic and try to pick up a mammy But half of y'all are f*ggots tryin to pick up a tranny Eddie Murphy a** motherf**ers goin commercial Even Interscope is gettin pimped by Universal Green Tutenkhamen lantern i cursed you and worked you But the Bin Laden slush fund remix just worked you [Chorus]