Kil - Land of the lost lyrics

Intro: (George W. Bush) My fellow Americans, major combat operations in Iraq have ended, the united states and our allies have prevailed Verse 1: (Chuck Brown) Welcome to America, the government is f**ed up, in god we trust, what? Everybody lines up and votes to get bu*tf**ed I don't know about you but im tired of politicians dictating my entire life I cannot afford to not say this sh** when im on the mic I'm a slave in the land of lost Fighting for my freedom at any cost Who I blame is the man, he's the boss Shoot him in the head, with a hot .44 We communicating through grafitti on the walls Get your ba**ball bats and chains, it's time for the war Prophecies in the bathroom stall I believe we should all revolt [...] Slavery influenced all y'all Think of incarcerating the poor I'm holding my gun and stay at the door Hang around the pope [...] The internet is a p**no store That's a fact that you won't ignore Television turned your brains into smores That's something that I won't ignore I'm a man of war, in a candy store I'm american so yes, i want more Mickey Dee's Frankenstein and Igor Save our ship, f** dafur I got roaches on my floor Romney's Wife is a f**ed up who*e I fitted her couple of times, so I'm sure Skulls and Bones and the good old boys Get smacked up with paddles and [?] Move to the white house and start wars Curious George I implore You to come here and kiss the floor We the people think your obscure I'ma never call a man meinen Führer Bring it boy, I'm standing right here I hate it when girls rock boots with the fur I'm colder than a polar bear when he says ["Bur" (?)] Everybody says that I'm good with words So I'ma kick rhymes while you flip birds And I see Uncle Sam he's biting the curve Interlude You know what really grinds my gears? You America, f** you! Verse 2: (Beast 1333) Everybody want to See Something they can't Be When it Come To the Illest of Lyricist think 3 Put a 1 in the Front to make it Thirteen Hear the Words As they cramming together like Sardines Yo the dream is to get it together To Build Schools For the children of the People That follow the Slave Rules Nothing cool bout the Non-replaceable Oil Fuel Nothing New Bout the countries and borders and Blood Duels Nothing ever gonna Change Unless we change First Ain't no Cash Ain't no Money Just pennies for Change Purse In a way ain't a way Yo they doing us all Done In the Long Run Stacking they money by Net Ton Its dark as the set Sun The sheeple have no Clue What it do? Clutch a couple machetes to cut Through A couple of Guns too While channeling Sun Tzu Bid Adieu What the general populous 'gon Do? The populous don't Care They yelling its not Fair On they knees As they screaming and chanting the lords Prayer They fill us with hot air Your head is like a Balloon In your Room Feel effects of the spell of the Blue Moon They chanting and read Runes Right after they pa** Laws Got the game in a Sack Like I'm Tackling Bradshaw Then shatter your gla** Jaw The rhythm is so Real That I'm Rhyming Like Buddhists that spinning a Prayer Wheel Its hell up in Sam Hill The Hell Ima bow Down Name is Beast Im attacking the Track and i chow Down As savage as that Sounds Get ready for more Guts n***a what? Cuz I'm blacking and spazzing and gone Nuts Two Threes As they tagging they bodies with more Ink Blew trees independently making em all Think Who's He? It is I the song in one Try Could it be i devised a style thats so Fly? First i wasn't then i was Appeared from thin Air Do you care? That the country you living in's Unfair They living it Up there So limited up Here They don't care if you Live or you Eat Respects Rare Could beat them at this Swear If you letting go the Fear Yo the ends Near Taking the Sphere this new Year Its the Rise of the Beast That arose from the Northeast On your feets Together Forming a wall of Concrete Together my mob deep Half a mil up in the Crowd As we March on the White House Lawn And Yell Loud (crowd screams/cheers)