Hunger ain't a game, this ain't a movie script
I been lightin' gas up on these gaslightin' lunatics
Heard 'em say that ignorance is bliss in the new abyss
Friday, make salah, come back on Sunday for the Eucharist
This one for my Palestinian brothers with the crucifix
I ain't new to this, I'm used to this
Crescent on my chest just like a moon eclipse
Up, down, left, right, kiss, crucifix
It looks like Benjamin is up to his usual tricks
I bet he looked down at the devil and he blew a kiss
They shoot the kids before they make it out the uterus
And the news is just a tool for the illusionist
God, protect us from the weapons that they formed against us
In Falasteen, Muslim, Christian, we all brothers, sisters
And when they're shootin' at us, trust me, they can't tell the difference
I , I don't shoot to miss
I been lightin' gas up on these gaslightin' lunatics
Heard 'em say that ignorance is bliss in the new abyss
Friday, make salah, come back on Sunday for the Eucharist
This one for my Palestinian brothers with the crucifix
I ain't new to this, I'm used to this
Crescent on my chest just like a moon eclipse
Up, down, left, right, kiss, crucifix
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