Red, White, or True? (Revised)

Stars and stripes are the message of this song
But don't think I've been hating all along
Used to be young and naive, fueled by zeal
I couldn't see that the enemy inside of me was real
All I ever wanted to reach was the American dream
While children in the Middle East scream
Because they live on the wrong side of the green
The light went off a couple years ago
Now I'm whistle blowing to watch as we reap what we sow
The occupy wall street movement is bitching and moaning about unpaid loans and corporate greed
As unmanned drones begin bombing people's homes and cops burst down people's doors for weed
I'm running and chasing laps around those officials pointing caps
Fleeing all over the map, crossing gaps and borders that shouldn't exist
They breed patriotism all over the system, I wish I was imagining this
These spits get more and more depressing
These times sure aren't helping my stressing
Politicians these days... They just keep me guessing

Red, white, or true?
Why am I always feeling blue?
As if society hasn't got a clue
Merely looking for something else to screw
Or consuming whatever else is new

Though all these ramblings may seem monotonous

I'm sampling to get my lyrics on a tour bus

See my name in the flashing lights and stadiums

I am sitting by myself, feeling bummed and dumb

Numb, for seeing all these phonies come

Act like they understand me when they really don't

Wanting to know me, but you really won't

My message will only be heard by a select few

So I can know other people feel the same too

Even with the fame I would feel the exact same

The lights will fade, and my name will be made

My role will be raided, and traded

Stated as they are jaded

I'll be waiting till they are rating my hatings

I'm a pacifist but I'm still hostile to societal rules

That is why I caused the most controversy at school

Merely with words and my simple investigations

Like, perhaps, why is this God's only nation?

They point out Israel's place in God's heart

Does that make it right to start

An entire country by blockading the natives

As the rest of the student block wouldn't give

A shit about what's outside this dock

It makes me shocked at those who mock when they talk

Look at the spinning of the clock, are we winning cause we balk?

Watch the mayhem overseas

Listen to the urgent cries and pleas

Of innocent people asking on their knees, oh please

Yet we continue to bomb cause of a sense of control

But hold on as this causes consequences that take their toll

But that won't change the polls, as Washington is selling their souls

As I scream stop the violence and the meddling

While we continue to petal the metal, peddling

Our own failed form of government

Fuck these old men's establishments

It makes my blood boil

That we sell lives for oil

(sigh)

I'm a damn Shakespeare with this mic

While my foes shake in fear cause of my lyrical scythe

Hamlet won't let you fret cause I bet he'll be the cause of your death (but thanks for the debt!)

Uncle Sam I'm coming for your throat cause you tried to kill my Father

You can't barter cause He's smarter, while you're parting from what you started

Regardless of crooked Sam, I will do what I can

Continue my quest to test things I cling close to my chest

Till the day I die

Cause then, I'll be flying high

Red, white, or true?
Why am I always feeling blue?
As if society hasn't got a clue
Merely looking for something else to screw
Or consuming whatever else is new

While these worries consume my head
People choose to ignore all of the dead
Both outside and inside the states
We don't bother to look at the rates
Instead choosing to live life as a fake
Not realizing all that is at stake
The society itself needs to wake
Rearrange our priorities and goals
Not let our souls be sold to gold
Break hold, break the mold, become bold
Reclaim what was robbed of your childhood
Finally allowing people to be understood
Fall back to the golden rule and loving each other
Becoming united against the enemies as brothers
Fortified, solidified we will take back our lives
And see a brighter day tomorrow, alive...

Red, white, or true?
Why am I always feeling blue?
As if society hasn't got a clue
Merely looking for something else to screw
Or consuming whatever else is new

About the time for the close

As I’m continuing with these woes

All I want is love, a simple revival

Without it there’s a slim chance for survival

2Pac wanted changes

So let’s rearrange this

And restore his mission to this broken nation