[Lupe Fiasco]
Close your mind
Close your eyes
See with your heart
How do you forgive the murderer of your father?
The ink of a scholar is worth a thousand times more than the blood of a martyr

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
We came through the storm, nooses on our necks
And a smallpox blanket to keep us warm
On a 747 on the Pentagon lawn
Wake up, the alarm clock is connected to a bomb
Anthrax lab on a West Virginia farm
Shorty ain't learned to walk, already heavily armed
Civilians and little children is especially harmed
Camouflaged Torahs, Bibles and glorious Qurans
The books that take you to heaven and let you meet the Lord there
Have [bad word] misinterpreted, reasons for warfare
We read 'em with blind eyes, I guarantee you there's more there
The rich must be blind because they didn't see the poor there
Need to open up a park, just close 10 schools
We don't need 'em
Can you please call the fire department,
They're down here marching for freedom
Burn down their TV's, turn their TV's on to teach 'em
 [bad word]  Matthew Santos]
The more money that they make
The more money that they make
The better and better they live
Whatever they wanna take
Whatever they wanna take
Whatever whatever it is
The more that you wanna learn
The more that you try to learn
The better and better it gets
American Terrorist
(Terror)

[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
Now the poor Klu Klux man see that we're all brothers
Not cause things are the same, because we lack the same color
And that's green, now that's mean
Can't burn his cross, cause he can't afford the gasoline
Now if a Muslim woman strapped with a bomb on a bus
With the [bad word] give you the jitters?
Just imagine an American-based Christian organization,
Planning to poison water supplies to bring the [bad word] quicker [bad word]  they ain't living properly
Break 'em off with a little democracy
Turn their whole culture to a mockery
Give 'em Coca-Cola for their property
Give 'em gum, give 'em guns, get 'em young, give 'em fun
But if they ain't giving it up, then they ain't getting none
And don't give 'em all, naw man, just give 'em some
It's the paper, some of these cops must be Al Queda, [bad word] uh
 [bad word]  Matthew Santos]
The more money that they make
The more money that they make
The better and better they live
Whatever they wanna take
Whatever they wanna take
Whatever whatever it is
The more that you wanna learn
The more that you try to learn
The better and better it gets
American Terrorist
(Terror)
 [bad word]  Matthew Santos]
The more money that they make
The more money that they make
The better and better they live
Whatever they wanna take
Whatever they wanna take
Whatever whatever it is
The more that you wanna learn
The more that you try to learn
The better and better it gets
American Terrorist
(Terror)

[Lupe Fiasco]
It's like,
Don't give the black man food, give red man liquor
Red man fool, black man [bad word] Give yellow man tool, make him railroad builder
Also give him pan, make him pull gold from river
Give black man crack, glocks and things
Give red man craps, slot machines...

Now bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back,
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back,

Don't give the black man food, give red man liquor
Red man fool, black man [bad word] Give yellow man tool, make him railroad builder
Also give him pan, make him pull gold from river
Give black man crack, glocks and things
Give the red man craps, slot machines...

Now bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back,
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back,