The 4th Branch lyrics

The new age is upon us

And yet the past refuses to rest in its shallow grave

For those who hide behind the false image of the Son of man

Shall stand before God

It has begun

The beginning of the end

The voice of racism preachin' the gospel is devilish

A fake church called the prophet Muhammad a terrorist

Forgetting God is not a religion, but a spiritual bond

And Jesus is the most quoted prophet in the Qu'ran

They bombed innocent people, tryin' to murder Saddam

When you gave him those chemical weapons to go to war with Iran

This is the information that they hold back from Peter Jennings

Cause Condoleeza Rice is just a new age Sally Hemings

I break it down with critical language and spiritual anguish

The Judas I hang with, the guilt of betraying Christ

You murdered and stole his religion, and painting him white

Translated in psychologically tainted philosophy

Conservative political right wing, ideology

Glued together sloppily, the blasphemy of a nation

Got my back to the wall, cause I'm facin' assassination

Guantanamo Bay, federal incarceration

How could this be, the land of the free, home of the brave

Indigenous holocaust and the home of the slaves

Corporate America, dancin' offbeat to the rhythm

You really think this country, never sponsored terrorism

Human rights violations, we continue the saga

El Savador and the contras in Nicaragua

And on top of that, you still wanna take me to prison

Just cause I won't trade humanity for patriotism

It's like MKUltra, controllin' your brain

Suggestive thinking, causing your perspective to change

They wanna rearrange the whole point of view of the ghetto

The fourth branch of the government, want us to settle

A bandanna full of glittering, generality

Fightin' for freedom and fightin' terror, but what's reality

Read about the history of the place that we live in

And stop letting corporate news tell lies to your children

Flow like the blood of Abraham through the Jews and the Arabs

Broken apart like a woman's heart, abused in a marriage

The brink of holy war, bottled up, like a miscarriage

Embedded correspondents don't tell the source of the tension

And they refuse to even mention, European intervention

Or the massacres in Jenin, the innocent screams

U.S. manufactured missles, and M-16's

Weapon contracts and corrupted American dreams

Media censorship, blocking out the video screens

A continent of oil kingdoms, bought for a bargain

Democracy is just a word, when the people are starvin'

The average citizen, made to be, blind to the reason

A desert full of genocide, where the bodies are freezin'

And the world doesn't believe that you fightin' for freedom

Cause you fucked the Middle East, and gave birth to a demon

It's open season with the CIA, buggin' my crib

Trapped in a ghetto region like a Palestinian kid

Where nobody gives a fuck whether you die or you live

I'm tryin' to give the truth, and I know the price is my life

But when I'm gone they'll sing a song about Immortal Technique

Who beheaded the President, and the princes and sheiks

You don't give a fuck about us, I can see through your facade

Like a fallen angel standing in the presence of God

Bitch niggas scared of the truth, when it looks at you hard

It's like MKUltra, controllin' your brain

Suggestive thinking, causing your perspective to change

They wanna rearrange the whole point of view of the ghetto

The fourth branch of the government, want us to settle

A bandanna full of glittering, generality

Fightin' for freedom and fightin' terror, but what's reality

Martial law is coming soon to the hood, to kill you

While you hanging your flag out your project window”

The fourth branch of the government AKA the media

Seems to now have a retirement plan for ex-military officials

As if their opinion was at all unbiased

A machine shouldn't speak for men

So shut the fuck up you mindless drone

And you know it's serious

When these same media outfits are spending millions of dollars on a PR campaign

To try to convince you they're fair and balanced

When they're some of the most ignorant, and racist people

Giving that type of mentality a safe haven

We act like we share in the spoils of war that they do

We die in wars, we don't get the contracts to make money off 'em afterwards

We don't get weapons contracts, nigga

We don't get cheap labor for our companies, nigga

We are cheap labor, nigga

Turn off the news and read, nigga

Read... read... read

• Artist:Immortal Technique
• Album:Revolutionary Vol. 2