Monday, March 30, 2009

This Is Change

I have nothing to gain, no agenda to push
But president Obama is too much like Bush
The troops are still in Iraq and the torture remains
The renditions haven’t stopped, so many people detained
Kidnapped to black sites to be held indefinite
The Constitution is trashed with every court precedent
The rule of law is for the cattle, the slaves
So many activists shook, changing the way they behave
With Obama came change to many people’s distaste
Oppression and tyranny now has a black face
The New World Order’s agenda is on a roll
Now that imperialism has gotten some soul
Congress just passed a bill for compulsory service
They just brought back the draft are you nervous?
The Congressional Black Caucus has sold us out
Despite government covering bad loans, bankers stole your house
With many in foreclosure, others with nowhere to live
For corporate criminals, government has trillions to give
No matter who’s president, they’re all corporate whores
Preparing the population to fight in corporate wars
You’ll be another veteran they’ll call you a hero
When your tour is done, VA withholds the deniro
Obama’s nice words are so soothing and slick
One thing hasn’t changed is the political tricks.

-Aquil Aziz
Copyright © 2009

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

You Are A Terrorist

If you're a preacher of truth, you are a terrorist
If you wake up our youth, you are a terrorist
If you make government nervous, you are a terrorist
If you do community service, you are a terrorist
Carry a constitution in your pocket, you are a terrorist
Pull the television plug from the socket, you are a terrorist
If you want injustice to fall, you are a terrorist
If you support Ron Paul, you are a terrorist
If you hate anything evil, you are a terrorist
If you're against torturing people, you are a terrorist
Having a "suspicious" look makes you a terrorist
If you're a common street crook, you are a terrorist
If you refuse to sell-out, you are a terrorist
If you condemned the bailouts, you are a terrorist
Talk about the evil of whites, you are a terrorist
If you're for human rights, you are a terrorist
From Bush to Obama, which dirtbag is bigger?
How many of you are willing to pull that trigger?

-Aquil Aziz
Copyright 2009

Monday, March 16, 2009

Militance Still Intact

In the Name of Allah, whitey’s still the devil
Where righteousness exists, whitey’s the number one rebel
Although I’m not perfect, for I have sinned
I won’t take Caucasians as a brother or friend
I don’t love whitey, I don’t trust whitey
I’d rather get a gat and go bust whitey
Despite having a president whose skin is black
Dealing with issues of race, the courage he lacks
The devilish police have stepped up their attacks
With Obama’s election comes the ignoring of facts
There’s this sudden chatter that America’s for all
You expect me to believe that racism has stalled
You expect me to believe whites consider us their equal
When they still look at us as subhuman people
After all their evil whitey expects us to forget
A thinking Black man, whitey views as a threat
The devil threatens our families all the time
But their wives and kids are as vulnerable as mine
In the Name of Allah this petition I pray
Keep all the believers safe by night and day.

-Aquil Aziz
Copyright © 2009

Sunday, October 05, 2008

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Monday, August 18, 2008

Fighting Cracker Oppression

Guns to their heads now shoot those crackers
When they approach your ride shoot those car jackers
Now the rhymes I spit will make you mad
I shoot white boys like Danny, Bud and Chad
Time to ride for our future and run up on them
A devil is a devil lets gun up on them
With whitey and the cops this man ain’t down
Collapsing to the ground and dead with one round
Now the sniper is back Allah be praised
On a rooftop yelling, “freedom” my fist is raised
The spirit of Allah flows hot in my veins
Guns to devils head’s, I blow out their brains
For those before us it’s time to ride
From our future, our destiny we can no longer hide
Creepin’ on crackers so late in the night
Defense against oppression is a God-given right.

Aquil Aziz
Copyright © 2008

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Lethal Anger

So tired of the lies and propaganda that whitey reverberates
Like birds eating worms, I simply regurgitate
I’m the nerd you hate hijacking trucks I’ll steal your freight
Fuck you devils; death to the president, death to the state
Allah-U-Akbar yes indeed God is great
Death to the president, death to the state
Using white bitches as bait, now my trap is set
This rescue attempt is on crackers will never forget
A flash of death from the womb to the tomb
SWAT and the bitches died when the building went BOOM!
Like the Manhattan skyline there’s plenty of room
Of falling towers and dollars, America is doomed
Whitey’s that filthy devil disgracing their own nation
With senators getting sucked off by men at Union Station
Integration with devils has brought self-destruction so lethal
And some of you niggas is as evil as white people.

Aquil Aziz
Copyright © 2008

Revolutionary Betrayal

What made the Secret Service suddenly run-out?
A soldier walking past the white house with his gun-out
The president talk smack then hides like a bitch
From C-4 to mercury time to hit the switch
Can’t mess with Obama, don’t listen to Flo-Rida
But I’ll do you crackers just like al Qaida
Freedom of speech has brought nothing but trouble
Suddenly white neighborhoods are smoldering piles of rubble
Punks get boot-out and devils get threw-out
With cops from L.A. to New York, time for a shoot-out
This is what it is but you don’t like-it
Water in your reservoirs, I’ve decided to spike-it
From the boarded up window several shots were fired
When the smoke cleared five cops turned up expired
For all those fools who snitched-on-me
Got all mad and turned bitch-on-me
Turned me in to the feds to try and get rich-on-me
As fags wanting dicks you decided to switch-on-me
They couldn’t hold me, their system glitched-on-me
Worse than crabs on genitals you tried to itch-on-me
From the smell of your breath, them salads you toss-a-lot
Blazing through cop spots like Revolver Ocelot!

Aquil Aziz
Copyright © 2008

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Bitch Ass President

With a butter-knife, the president I'm chasin'
He was screaming like a bitch running from Jason
He spoke of courage and sacrifice for American glory
If it involved him that was a different story
Would the president sacrifice his life for American liberty?
He talks about freedom but his action's weak on delivery
Watching your rights and your freedoms dissipate
With the baseless measures the government initiates
Your politicians are in collusion with your president
He's a terrorist thug, do he make you feel hesitant?
He's a drunk, a drug addict, a lying bitch
On the ass of humanity, he is that itch
NSA computer glitch, tracking our emails and tapping our telephones
Like Macauley Caulkin, we think we're home alone?
Truth be known, you don't think it's getting scary?
The FBI seizing your records from public libraries
They get your medical records and monitor internet activity
The innocent are seized into indefinate captivity
Bush promised security but were you expecting this?
Neo-con clowns get mad when Bush gets dissed
Are you pissed? Creepin' on Bush with a butter-knife
Watch him scream like a bitch, hiding behind his wife.

Aquil Aziz
Copyright © 2006

This Man is Deep - A message to the Hip Hop Grassroots from former Political Prisoner & Black Panther Dhoruba Bin Wahad









American Security

A knife to your neck and you're on your knees
You're on television crying "no" and "please"
You were taken hostage in a combat zone
Bush did nothing now you're on your own
You got a great a job that paid real nice
Before the eyes of the world your head was sliced
Bush don't care and he won't protect-you
And he made no attempts to come and get-you
As thousands of people are sent to the slaughter
You think Bush would sacrifice his own daughters?
He's planned hell and death and chaos for many
It's foolish of Bush to think he won't see any
Within America too many people are crazy
Bush's daughters are missing like Connor and Laci.

Aquil Aziz
Copyright © 2006

Fascist Idiocracy

Why should we vote and show support
When the president can be picked by the courts?
The Amerikkkan governement can kiss my ass
Don't mind giving the prez a shotgun blast
The Bush Idiocracy runs wild and free
These dumb ass people too blind to see
The conservo-fascists have control of the ship
Are you with God or Satan? You better come to grips
The money is tighter and the times are worse
Don't bless this nation, oh God please curse!
Bush the mass murderer has been unfurled
His evil deeds is uniting the Muslim world
Arrogant and stupid, now watch Bush bloom
Reselection of Bush has sealed Amerikkka's doom
You think I give a damn when white people die
When Bush caused death and destruction on the basis of a lie
Where the hell is Congress? They won't impeach-him
Maybe a sniper with a rifle is needed to reach-him.

-Aquil Aziz
Copyright © 2007