Apply Pressure

[Verse 1:]

Yo, I raise my fist for revolution, extend my middle finger slow
If you don't show respect, yo violence is the only thing I know
It's in my family's history, they're souls still live in me
I'm from Autzwitz, Darkou, and Trablonka, not Italy
So no, I don't love this country, this country funded that
Those numbers on my grandpa's arm are from IBM and that's a fuckin' fact
Stuck with rats, starvin' to death, while teacher's get filled
With my grandpa's brothers and sisters they killed
I wish I could build a time machine, so I could get to sit
With the S.T.D. infested junkie injecting peasant shit
You see this knife, I'll chop your head off with it
If I see a Swastika tattooed on you, even if I end up dead for it
It would be effortless, the hatred in my heart will never die
I swear to god, that's the only reason that I even exercise
So I don't care if you Semper Fi, Bruce Lee, or Brock Lesnar
I'll put the sword to your fuckin' toe, and apply pressure

["I was brought to uh, made alive <--(?), were again assembled, on table of uh <--(?)
In the direction of the gas chambers. What later <--(?) was happening, uh the uh, guardpost and the guards told us uh, we'll see you soon going out, with the smoke of the chimneys."]

[Verse 2:]

Yo, yo, every battles been corrupt from the Revolution to the Sand Wars
So I don't pledge my allegience to your flag and the corporation for which it stands for
It's you that I feel bad for, false patriotic sceneaphobes
Claiming that your country's the best, and you never left your state, let alone seen the globe
Screaming, oh god bless America, and support the troops
Waiving pro-life banners while you abort the youth
Like every Muslim is a terrorist so let's bomb their kids
For the god that we made up, is more powerful than their's is
When did we get so careless, or is it just human nature
Maybe lady justice was blind folded, just so you could rape her
It's all about the paper, or federal reserve notes
We used to be nomads, car, owned food and herd goats
But nowadays we kill for money, and fear our government
While the government should be scared of us, and fear our punishment
Trust me they moderate our income, and how we shop
And they've been watching my ass since way before this album dropped

["I thought I'd be somewhat ashamed. Not because I've been drinking <--(?), because I, I'm part of a human race that can't grasp the concept of its own self destructive, uh ways. But doesn't understand that if we don't put these people in check, if you don't put them in place and tell them, and legislate these things, the, give people the idea of what is acceptable in western society, civilized, in a civilized world. That it just won't happen. We've lost our way. Fuckin' sucks. But that, it is what it is man. Um, I don't know what type of world you liberals, you leftist think you're living in. I really don't. I don't know this, this wonderful world filled with peace and love that you're talking about. Where is it? Where is it? Can you show it to me?"]