Sour Patch Kids (Remix)

[Verse 1: Talib Kweli] Ayo I tried to live the life of a soldier But alright, I'll be ight I'll have a job when the fighting is over They say I rap with a chip on my should I say I get it from a old block, road cops hittin' their quota Even if they gotta cut the professor Skip a talk about your momma, cause drama, grab a beer with Obama, he like "Let me just be clear, promises to Redderick better stick or prepare for the karma Americans so slick, get rich I could sell the Statue of Liberty with the right pitch if I yell it at you Like Billy Mays, make you wanna buy some OxiClean Sell you something you already own like a ponzis scheme Wake up, this is not a dream Land of the bling and this land got a lot of kings You won't obey, yeah you say that you never will But you already kneel, it's very real [Chorus: Asher Roth] I don't hear you Take me away Take me away from here Take me away from evil I don't hear you [Post-Chorus: Asher Roth] Can you turn it up just a little bit? Can you turn it up just a little bit? Can you turn it up just a little bit? Can you turn it up? Can you turn it up? [Verse 2: Blu] I was gone, hasn't been home since the throne's been on Fair skin tone on the phone, they prone Clone us [?] tyrant LB to Long Island, they all silent, violent Instilled it in the minds of the mad lion On the grind to find this Babylon [?] giant Job's never done 'til the fat lady hums And the drums go *drumroll* [?] so fun [?] jump and hear the guns blow The council sits behind the console Dumbfound looking for the [?] found in the gumbo State versus Christopher Columbo Uncle Tom drop bombs but the people stay calm and humble Awaiting their turn to push the button on a new world order New Orleans still ordering Hums acting like it ain't a war going on outside Where they outline children on the sidewalk Chalkboards [?], you can tell how their God talk Sly stone, this is [?] going on And we can't keep running away, hey Blaze [?] And they wonder why the [?] [Chorus: Asher Roth] I don't hear you Take me away Take me away from here Take me away from evil I don't hear you [Post-Chorus: Asher Roth] Can you turn it up just a little bit? Can you turn it up just a little bit? Can you turn it up just a little bit? Can you turn it up? Can you turn it up? [Verse 3: Asher Roth] Responsible for our actions Stash the cash before realizing what would happen Now it gets tragic, more than we would imagine Enslave the masses, surrender assets Patriot act like they ain't underneath our mattress Radios tapped on every berry that is black And the media's fascist, feeding us only the fat While they speeding up the meeting, fuck concealing of the facts I see it at last, there's a method to the madness They take our freedom than lead us to the traps From actions to actress, politician passed us Wearing the mask, and as we ask “Who's our master?” Reveal the evil, belief we battle Without God or Jesus, we just sheep and cattle Sleep, eat, paddle through the griddy and the gravel For a little love when the money's all that matters Yeah, it's so sad that we're too blind to see That all our beliefs came from the same tree Same roots; new leaf, same rules; new dreams New scheme, no beef, no pig, all from the same thing So sing, dance, dream, start rapping The take the heart, but they can't take the passion It's time we get active, take back the power Ever since the kid from the patch went sour Scream out loud, real proud, as we wait for the day 'Till they take me away, all I say is [Outro Chorus: Asher Roth] I don't hear you Take me away Take me away from here Take me away from evil I don't hear you I don't hear you (Come on) I don't hear you I don't hear you (Come on) I don't hear you (Yeah)