for when the **** hits the fan
hes got his umbrella
a forty five calibre ******* repeller
so when the ******* and queers
all them uppity fellas
tell the good ol boys
muricas goin ta hell
he can ring libertys bell

This day in history
240 years ago
Subjects to a king
Finally to him said "No!"

A shot rang out
A shot that was heard worldwide
As worlds old and new
Did violently collide

Much blood was shed
Many lives were lost
But America won indepenence
Learning liberty's true cost

Fast forward to today
Tyranny once again rears it's head
In the form of a government
A nanny state from birth 'til we're dead

Overstepping it's authority
The Constitution to ignore
Trampling the freedoms and libertys
Many of us claim to adore

It takes the blood of tyrants and patriots
To water liberty's tree
That was a word advice
From one of the founders, to you and me

I hope that's not the case
But history, truly does repeat
But like the minutemen of old
We must be ready to rise up on our feet

To protect and defend
That which we hold dear
To stand against tyranny
Facing death without fear

We've been given a gift
That came with great cost
And it is solely up to us
If that gift is kept or is lost

It was only III%
That did it back then
A determined III% of us now
Could do it again

What is freedom worth?
What in exchange for liberty will we take?
My friends that's a decision
We all must make

"Give me liberty, or give me death"
Was 240 years ago the cry
I was born a free man
And a free man I am determined to die.

The muthaphukkaz always lurking
Lookin for wayz to **** and
Suckas wanna claim mass apeal
**** how the masses feel
Id rather come with the real
Fresh daytons on the 64 with the chrome trimmed steel
For real for real heads get peeled
Talking outta line
***** im from Htown where we climb
The ladder of success
Smokin that budda for the eternal bless
Inhale exhale from ya chest the best
To test the streets know me
As i manifest
Like pac did pack pistols like eazy did
Make em rollover like rock the kid
And you know how i go in and out of hoes
Haters get exposed friend of foes
So go on with that hating ****
Before ya end up in a casket
Dead ghetto ******* smoke a philly
So i can chill just givin up the real the real
The muthaphukkin realllll


Now that the smokes rising fires blazin
Hands in air as im raising
Nothing but hell in the atmosphere
True playa international to be exact
Sharp as a tact dont know how to act
Ever since my Ogs taught me how to polish the mack
Death waitin for innocent or fouls souls
No repent heaven inside of hells cells
Sound libertys bell unravel the veil
Truth comes foo cant hide from my tools
Make bodies drool and ooze
Blood ya lifes wasting away
**** what ya gotta say i dash away with the ak
It dont matter where it hits em
As long as the bullets get em
Im crazy funky serious with this poetry ****
I didnt wanna be a rebel
But the rebel found me when i was baby
So dont get mad if i get an urge to ****
Just give up the what the what
Tha real the real the muthaphukkin real