[Intro: George Bush]

"There's an old saying in Tennesse, I know it's in Texas, it's probably in Tennesse

that says fool me once... shame on... shame on you.

If you fool me you can't fool me again."



[SOS]

I live in a nation that relies on business and crime

And the leaders are politician guys livin' a lie

Who bullshit like everyone else for a nickel and dime

America ... just as corrupt as it is online

Using freedom and entertainment just to keep us sedated

But remember what the declaration of independence stated?

All men are equal and that's the way they're created?

But when that was written, black and white people were segregated

And this country still breeds racism, just not as blatant

To call us the land of the free is overstatement

Cause ain't NOBODY free. We all being watched quietly

National security's an invasion of privacy

Drug Trafficking, conspiracy, murder and piracy

What America can't have they take silently

Sometimes violently, open up your eyes and see

Even dirty money is supporting our economy

It's all backwards like negative split photography

But I guess that's the way it's got to be

United we stand on this land and we do all crimes

Facin' a Dyin' Nation ?



[Chorus]

"Facin' a dyin' nation. Listen to the retold lies" [x2]



[Deacon the Villain]

I live in a nation where it ain't what's physical that fights us

Now it's silent strikes from political insiders

A black market government where being criminal is righteous

Ran by bloodlines that were dirty before Isis

The crisis has even spread to spiritual infestations

Confessionals filled with sexual molestations

Professionals so set on capitalization

They don't notice their children freebasin' in their million

Dollar basements

Babies having babies in the hood I grew up in

Hands are too small for the guns that they be bustin'

Schools underfunded, graduates retain nothing

On Capitol Hll it's barely a topic of discussion

Kids like, why should I think about college

When this hood situation is holding me hostage

And even if I fought and bought the knowledge

I'd prolly get shot 41 times by a cop over my wallet

Shiiiiit.. So wherever you are

Don't inhale the second hand smoke from its victory cigar

Motivate yourself don't just stand on the side

Facing a dying nation and listening to the new told lies



[Chorus]



[Kno]

Somebody dial 9-1-1

It's mass confusion, mass contusions

At last we losin' Uncle Sam to a mass of tumors

And that's the rumor at least, it's soon to be seen

If its true that the beast is soon to decease

Catchin' blood clots in the crude oil

That runs through his veins and up thru his brain

Its tough to maintain

If he was low income he'd already been gone

Insurance paperwork gettin handled by Enron

And scandalous friends call to speak

Even Bill O'Reilly's wrapped in a hospital bedsheet

With a pointed hat, where the ointment at?

Wax the taxpayers backside for a tax hike

Woulda had a Catholic priest at his bedside

But they were too busy giving these Boy Scouts a leg ride

Temperature stay high but no pain

Cus the presidents Hooked on Phonics and cocaine

Product of old age and Alzheimers disease

Medical bills raised from all types of fees

Looks to the American people to show love

But his Social Security ran out - pull the plug



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