-Verse-
sometimes people keep makin these pointless accusations
makin up lies and rumours,the news is propaganda full of fabrications
everyday theres another rapper dead, shot with a glock
when those liars in the fbi and the cia desperately fightin the clock
24 hours to create new news, leadin a new generation of undead dead
brainwashed, obeyin the corrupt government, thats how the world was made
im disobeyin, plantin new seeds of democrasy, makin prophecies
this mockery of a president havin leprosy,but between us theres animosity
unravel this covers of lies, reveal the truth inside the truth dies
silently i try but i just cry, for this lost nation where even birds dont fly
rules bindin us to the ground or so we complain and whine
we're bindin ourselves refusin to explore,fearin gettin killed by a nine
revolver in both pockets what kinda country could allow this
shottin any motherfucker we want, but more often we hit than miss
our concious the inner voice inside tellin us to stop
cant,violence is an addiction,when i die to hell i'll drop

-Chorus-
this fake nation full of new revolutions this manisfestation
feedin on the dark side of this damned nation,i make my declaration
seeds of hate planted our minds the plantation,we gettin complacent
im now givin in to this persuation this temptation,this isnt our nation
our nation is gone..gone..gone..

-Verse-
the cia planned the iraqi war, binladen was off limits to the usa
al queda was plannin the american fall, while i was listenin to n.w.a
bush is a fraud,just listen to immortal tech's "bin laden prod"
he aint do nothin good by killin hussein,nothin good he has brought
wastin tons of money just for oil, while fightin battles on other soils
got our own battles here theres revolution everyones sick of bein his toy
we aint puppets no more, we aint passive no more we're active now
standin outside his room, saw him with a dildo gayin with lil bow wow
this symbol of supposed freedom of power abused that never got used
only the innocent do they accuse, but too bad im a blown fuse
cocked, locked,loaded an ak47 on my shoulders im ready to go home with
bushs head in my bag, i suppose im the worlds answer, gods gift
but it cant be, it aint me, im born to rip all u apart like hannible
im a cannible, your brains taste weird,damn what u got there? is it edible?
incredible,im still goin strong after 2 verses, but im runnin myself to the ground
turn this muthafucker round my lil finger,my pictures on lost aint yet found
cos im outer space, another place, im tryin to up my rappin pace
doin it on earth all u niggas draggin me down, i cant keep my murderous ways

-Chorus-
this fake nation full of new revolutions this manisfestation
feedin on the dark side of this damned nation,i make my declaration
seeds of hate planted our minds the plantation,we gettin complacent
im now givin in to this persuation this temptation,this isnt our nation
our nation is gone..gone..gone..

-Verse-
got this reputation for bein evil, violent, fuck this shit,i aint no g
g-unit muthafuckers tryin to act like g's pullin me in, but this aint me
im always on the defensive but wait till im get to the offensive
ima pull down all your defences, kill all your guards, make rap be expensive
puttin your life on the line just to create great music that noone hears
people these days have no ears, i wanna drop tears but i have no fears
cos i grew up listenin to the shit that happens in this mad country
full of fantasies, killer hidin in disneyland, bush expressin fake misery
now lets all gather and protest against this crazy leader pushin drugs
sellin crack for money,fundin his visits to hoes, this is worst than thugs
we go open with the shit we do, admittin that we do what we do,goin to jail
certain amount of integrety in us, but its human nature to be so godamn frail
afraid of dyin afraid of trouble, yet nothins achieved without no struggles
in the past it was the civil wars now its still that, whites tryin to be burglars
stealin this rap music that we all adore and appreciate and fuckin it up
took enough of this shit, yeah, go to fuckin hell, u took a bullet in your gut

-Chorus-
this fake nation full of new revolutions this manisfestation
feedin on the dark side of this damned nation,i make my declaration
seeds of hate planted our minds the plantation,we gettin complacent
im now givin in to this persuation this temptation,this isnt our nation
our nation is gone..gone..gone..

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My fault fogot bout the link thang


uppin

an ight peice her some good vocab flow needs a lil work structre was ight rhymes were pretty good...the hook was really hot...
please return the favor in one of my open mics link in my sig

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Clcik Hear To Hear My Music

this was alright hommie...i dont like ya structure but flow was dope....wordplay was good coulda had a lil more work...the whole concept was nice....you had ok vocab in here i know you can do better hommie....the hook was iLL...werd...verses was prett decent...

overall i give it a 7.5/10...good job