MOSH

(I pledge allegiance, to the flag of the United States of America...) (and to the republic) “People..." (for which it stands,) (one nation, under god, indivisible with liberty) “it feels so good to be back" (and justice for all.) Mosh with me now... You scrutinize every word, memorize every line; I spit it once, refuel, re-energize and rewind. I give sight to the blind my insight through the mind I exercise my right to express when I feel it's time. It's just all in your mind, what you interpret it as I say to fight and you take it as “Im'a whip someone's ass". If you don't understand don't even bother to ask a father who has grown up with a fatherless past who has blown up now to rap phenomenon that has or at least shows no difficulty multi-taskin' and juggling both perhaps mastered his craft slash entrepreneur who's helped launch a few more rap acts whose has had a few obstacles thrown his way through the last half of his career typical manure moving past that. Mr.“Kiss his Ass-Crack' he's a class act. Rubber band man yeah he just snaps back. Come along, follow me as I lead through the darkness as I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed carry on give me hope, give me strength come with me and I won't steer you wrong put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog to the light at the end of the tunnel we gon' fight we gon' charge, we gon' stomp, we gon' march through the swamp we gon' mosh through the marsh take us right through the doors, come on... All the people up top, on the side and the middle come together let's all form and stomp just a little just let it gradually build from the front to the back all you can see is a sea of people some white and some black don't matter what color all that matters we're gathered together to celebrate for the same cause no matter what the weather. if it rains, let it rain, yeah the wetter the better they ain't gonna stop us they can't, we're stronger now more than ever. They tell us no we say yeah, they tell us stop we say go rebel with a rebel yell raise hell, we gonna let em know. Stomp push, shove, mush, fuck, Bush, until they bring our troops home, come on just... Come along, follow me as I lead through the darkness as I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed carry on give me hope, give me strength come with me and I won't steer you wrong put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog to the light at the end of the tunnel we gon' fight we gon' charge, we gon' stomp, we gon' march through the swamp we gon' mosh through the marsh take us right through the doors, come on... Imagine it pouring, just raining down on us mosh pits outside the oval office someone's tryin' to tell us something. Maybe this is god just saying we're responsible for this monster this coward that we have empowered. This is Bin Laden look at his head noddin' how could we allow something like this without pumpin our fist now this is our final hour. Let me be the voice and your strength and your choice let me simplify the rhyme just to emplify the noise try to amplify it, times-it and multiply it by six teen million people all equal at this high a pitch. Maybe we can reach Al Qaeda through my speech let the president answer a higher anarchy strap him with an AK47 let him go fight his own war let him impress daddy that way. No more blood for oil, we got our own battles to fight on our own soil. No more psychological warfare to trick us to thinking we ain't loyal if we don't serve our own country, we're patronizing a hero. Look in his eyes its all lies the stars and stripes have been swiped washed out and wiped and replaced with his own face. Mosh now or die, if I get sniped tonight, you'll know why cause I told you to fight. Come along, follow me as I lead through the darkness as I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed carry on give me hope, give me strength come with me and I won't steer you wrong put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog to the light at the end of the tunnel we gon' fight we gon' charge, we gon' stomp, we gon' march through the swamp we gon' mosh through the marsh take us right through the doors, come on... And as we proceed, to mosh through this desert storm, in these closing statements, if they should argue, let us beg to differ. As we set aside our differences and assemble our own army to disarm this weapon of mass destruction that we call our president for the present. And mosh for the future of our next generation to speak and be heard... Mr. President, Mr. Senator... (can you guys hear us?)