- Dec 3, 2003
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Excerpts from "Maybe It's a Conspiracy" (Copyright 2002)
From the CD entitled Golden Seal by Will-He-Write
(www.willhewrite.com)
Call it 911 or call it 9-1-1
Police state coming, you better grab your gun
Bin Laden trained by the C.I.A., he's still their son
Children of darkness fear the coming of the Sun
Maybe it's you, then again it could be me
But damnit, I smell a conspiracy
George W. Bush stole the presidential election
Then bombed the World Trade Center to run misdirection
Now no more talk about how he wasn't the people's selection
Now sheep look to wolves for everyday protection
Maybe it's you, then again it could be me
But damnit, I smell a conspiracy
World Trade buildiong's collapsed like a demolitionist's dream
The return of the '93 World Trade demolition team
They say plane engine fuel and time melted the structural beam
The second hit building went first, no time factor it seems.
Maybe it's you, then again it could be me
But damnit, I smell a conspiracy
The C.I.A. can't find Bin Laden's face
But with Malcom and Martin that wasn't the case
Let's call Bin Laden Bush's political ace
Or another C.I.A. agent used to save the white race.
Maybe it's you, then again it could be me
But damnit, I smell a conspiracy
They're passing bills to punish terrorists
Ignoring their own acts of injustice
That put chains upon African ankles and wrists,
They talk about Muslims, what about colonialists.
Maybe it's you, then again it could be me
But damnit, I smell a conspiracy
The family of African slaves gets no reparations
The worst crime in human history gets no observation
They say because we were not slaves we gets no compensation,
They were not colonialists so they should give up this stolen nation.
Maybe it's you, then again it could be me
But damnit, I smell a conspiracy
If you look in the Bush administration you'll find the real sniper
New World Order scare tactics to make people hyper
A C.I.A. project to make us drink the venom of the viper
And entrusting our souls unto Luis Cypher.
Maybe it's you, then again it could be me
But damnit, I smell a conspiracy
That sniper sh$# was all about Ken Bridges assasination
He just closed a multi-million dollar deal with African nations
What's the chances of him getting shot at a gas station
They murdered another black man working for our liberation.
Maybe it's you, then again it could be me
But damnit, I smell a conspiracy
John Williams the adult, John Malvo the teen
In the liquor store in Alabama Williams held a handgun, Malvo, reading a magazine
The clerk was killed with a .223 bullet by a sniper unseen
The same sniper in the blue caprice that helped them flee the scene.
Maybe it's you, then again it could be me
But damnit, I smell a conspiracy
The snipers spoke in code about rabbits, ducks and geese
We looked for white vans instead of a used blue caprice
After several traffic violations they were immediately released
They had the perfect used getaway car, the previous owner was the police.
Maybe it's you, then again it could be me
But damnit, I smell a conspiracy
George W.Bush is determined to have a war
Presidential job security that exterminates the poor
The war against Islam is what he's known for
His theme for re-election in 2004.
Maybe it's you, then again it could be me
But damnit, I smell a conspiracy
Hotep Family
Don't forget to check out www.willhewrite.com
From the CD entitled Golden Seal by Will-He-Write
(www.willhewrite.com)
Call it 911 or call it 9-1-1
Police state coming, you better grab your gun
Bin Laden trained by the C.I.A., he's still their son
Children of darkness fear the coming of the Sun
Maybe it's you, then again it could be me
But damnit, I smell a conspiracy
George W. Bush stole the presidential election
Then bombed the World Trade Center to run misdirection
Now no more talk about how he wasn't the people's selection
Now sheep look to wolves for everyday protection
Maybe it's you, then again it could be me
But damnit, I smell a conspiracy
World Trade buildiong's collapsed like a demolitionist's dream
The return of the '93 World Trade demolition team
They say plane engine fuel and time melted the structural beam
The second hit building went first, no time factor it seems.
Maybe it's you, then again it could be me
But damnit, I smell a conspiracy
The C.I.A. can't find Bin Laden's face
But with Malcom and Martin that wasn't the case
Let's call Bin Laden Bush's political ace
Or another C.I.A. agent used to save the white race.
Maybe it's you, then again it could be me
But damnit, I smell a conspiracy
They're passing bills to punish terrorists
Ignoring their own acts of injustice
That put chains upon African ankles and wrists,
They talk about Muslims, what about colonialists.
Maybe it's you, then again it could be me
But damnit, I smell a conspiracy
The family of African slaves gets no reparations
The worst crime in human history gets no observation
They say because we were not slaves we gets no compensation,
They were not colonialists so they should give up this stolen nation.
Maybe it's you, then again it could be me
But damnit, I smell a conspiracy
If you look in the Bush administration you'll find the real sniper
New World Order scare tactics to make people hyper
A C.I.A. project to make us drink the venom of the viper
And entrusting our souls unto Luis Cypher.
Maybe it's you, then again it could be me
But damnit, I smell a conspiracy
That sniper sh$# was all about Ken Bridges assasination
He just closed a multi-million dollar deal with African nations
What's the chances of him getting shot at a gas station
They murdered another black man working for our liberation.
Maybe it's you, then again it could be me
But damnit, I smell a conspiracy
John Williams the adult, John Malvo the teen
In the liquor store in Alabama Williams held a handgun, Malvo, reading a magazine
The clerk was killed with a .223 bullet by a sniper unseen
The same sniper in the blue caprice that helped them flee the scene.
Maybe it's you, then again it could be me
But damnit, I smell a conspiracy
The snipers spoke in code about rabbits, ducks and geese
We looked for white vans instead of a used blue caprice
After several traffic violations they were immediately released
They had the perfect used getaway car, the previous owner was the police.
Maybe it's you, then again it could be me
But damnit, I smell a conspiracy
George W.Bush is determined to have a war
Presidential job security that exterminates the poor
The war against Islam is what he's known for
His theme for re-election in 2004.
Maybe it's you, then again it could be me
But damnit, I smell a conspiracy
Hotep Family
Don't forget to check out www.willhewrite.com
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