| Well I’m not going to leave you alone! | 
| I want you to get mad! | 
| I don’t want you to protest, I don’t want you to riot | 
| I don’t want you to write to your congressman | 
| Because I wouldn’t know what to tell you to write | 
| I don’t know what to do about the depression | 
| And the inflation and the Russians and the crime on the street | 
| All I know is that first you’ve got to get mad! | 
| You’ve got to say «I'm a human being, God damnit! | 
| My life has value!» | 
| Start the uprisin | 
| We’ll start the uprisin | 
| It’s time to uprise | 
| Listen people they got us believin' we nothin' but heathens | 
| Schemin' hatin' each other for nothin' but breathin' | 
| Hatin' each other for colour and creed when, me and you | 
| We one and the same under the blade you cut and you bleed | 
| And they think we dumb and naive, but we wasn’t conceived yesterday | 
| We know that AIDS they made up the disease | 
| And they tease us with money and greed and make us hunger and feed | 
| Off each other like some bloodsuckin' freaks | 
| And the most ignorant nigga’s a publisher’s dream | 
| Nothin' but whores and infidelity is up on the screen | 
| Real chance of love with a slut and a creep, a lover that cheats | 
| These dumb broads should be runnin' the streets | 
| If you think that lettin' your daughters watchin' Charm School | 
| Won’t harm you or her in the long run you’re a darn fool | 
| It’s so blatant how they rapin' our minds | 
| In plain sight takin' our rights, dignity, it ain’t right | 
| Let’s start the uprisin'; | 
| it’s time to cut ties | 
| With these fuckin' guys that’s feedin' us nothin' but lies | 
| It’s time to uprise; | 
| rise up time’s up | 
| Cause when the trust dies, love dies, like government spies | 
| I’ll admit that Obama had me believin' the hype | 
| But after doin' the knowledge I ain’t been sleepin' at night | 
| Probably the biggest deception I ever seen in my life | 
| If y’all don’t read between the lines then y’all ain’t readin' it right | 
| Yeah! | 
| Vinnie Paz just a motherfuckin' trooper steppin' | 
| Nuclear anxiety and the code of the super weapon | 
| Obama and Bush cousins and that’s a true connection | 
| Seizin' power and property like a ruthless henchman | 
| I’m in the Jewish temple on Mount Zion | 
| Studyin' literature from the Priory of Zion | 
| Nothing’s safe, no cars, no planes to fly on | 
| I got a few bulletproof vests to try on | 
| Yeah — but y’all can just remain the machine | 
| It’s true lies but I decide to stay on my D | 
| You a sucker if you think that the economy killed | 
| Barrack Obama 666 finally revealed | 
| This means more to me then 16's and 8 ball hooks | 
| So many behind bars before they hit 16 or deported | 
| Just look at what the graveyard took | 
| 16 in the clip one more for Saint Pete’s book | 
| It’s the hook, line and sinker live, fast and die quicker | 
| Replace brother with nigga so we fire 9's quicker | 
| The tell.lie.vision keep the mind’s eye trippin' | 
| And the school systems built to brainwashin' gods children | 
| More capitalism only mean more problems | 
| Stockmarket crash hard times and? | 
| Huddled masses that never passed through Alice Island | 
| Wonder experiments Tuscany and Guatemalans | 
| Obama’s only sending more troops for deployment | 
| Only folks with jobs here work for unemployment | 
| So dig there’s a reason the liberty bell don’t ring | 
| This the uprising with every voice in sync | 
| I want you… to get up now | 
| I want all of you get up out of your chairs | 
| I want you to get up right now | 
| And go to the window open it and stick your head out and yell | 
| I’m as mad as hell and not going to take this any more! |