[Sample]
The foundations
Of the world
The foundations
Of the world

[Verse 1: Journalist 103]
Ayo, all bets is off, get ready for martial law
'Cause kids is getting sniped in the park
And next soldier who fought in the gulf
This is an act of revenge, y'all done something that pissed him off
Now you gotta be real meticulous where you walk
And ready to defend once you step in the dark
We've been hit by some poisonous darts
But don't know that we hit until the poison starts effecting the heart
Bush done flipped the script, first he was looking for Osama
Now he's after Saddam 'cause he's a threat to his power
If Osama the one they claim that did all the bombing
What you need with Saddam he was chilling in a sauna?
Death before dishonor, dishonor before is death
They gon' fuck up the country until there ain't nothing left
Spit bars that the Masons dislike
I promise to keep it tight, rather up on stage than under the street light

[Chorus x2: Mu]
This goes out to my all my real Hip-Hoppers
All my real body-poppers and head-knockers
This for my real soldiers and palm-droppers
Fuck the Bush administration, they can't stop us
[Verse 2: Mu]
The other day I was sitting thinking and started to drift
And started wonder what the meaning of terrorist is
And if it means what they say, why are we in the mix
How come Americans get to tell everyone how to live?
So I ask myself what is Bush really trying to get
And what a coincidence all of a sudden China is pissed
But it don't take a doctor to see what's been making them sick
When you got babies dying over oil prices and shit
So we a journey back to the U.S of A
Where the tax payers still try to tax evade
And the n***as in the hood still ducking strays
'Cause the governments only paying them minimum wage
Racial profiling is put in effect today
Which means Arabs get treated with less respect than gays
If they're a terrorist threat, 'cause the way that they dress
I ain't seen one nun get arrested yet
So yes I'm wearing a vest, yes I'm toting a Glock
My vote don't count, whether I voted or not
I'm holding a golden token to open the locks
But I can't use it and tell n***as "Focus is not
Whether or not the cops are gonna run in the spot
Or find dope in a sock or he's been smoking a lot"
It's like we under a rhyme and can't escape from the plot
Because these fucking idiots are too attached to the block, I think
[Bridge]
Broken, broken, broken
Yeah the world is all broken up yeah yeah
Broken, broken, broken
Oooh yeah
Broken, broken, broken
The world don't give a fuck
Broken, broken, broken
Yeah

[Verse 3: Marv Won]
Yeah, yeah, yo, so I'm chilling with my dudes and we sharing a laugh
Blacks would disappear if they reinstated the draft (Fuck that)
But as I thought I saw my life in the flash
And how an actor ask me to die for the flag (What?)
For a country that sold my ancestors for cash
With N.Y. my n***as still can't catch him a cab
And if I rest in a bag it won't be from a missile
But because of this Jim Crow with a vest and a badge

[Verse 4: Proof]
I ain't backing a vote or die, hm n***a why
When this drug-free crack-baby is fiending to get high
And my pop do shit, strung out and losing
Bet disease and sex probably brung dope to music (Get High)
Keep 'em blowed on the road at the shows and at home
Money's gone 'cause they stole it from stoned and alone
Sitting with your money in they office
While these artists acting the hardest and claim to be bosses
But afraid of life, won't pay the price
Won't invest in theyself but will fade the dice
Proof vision see beyond the troops mission
Bush ad'mission trying to close up the soup kitchens, now listen
[Bridge]
Broken, broken, broken
Yeah the world is all broken up yeah yeah
Broken, broken, broken
Oooh yeah
Broken, broken, broken
The world don't give a fuck
Broken, broken, broken
Yeah