"I pledge allegiance to the flag. Of the United States of America. And to the Republic for which it stands. One nation under God. Indivisible...". It feels so good to be back.... Mosh with me now.... You scrutinize every word. Memorize every line. I spit it once refuel. Re-energize and rewind. I give sight to the blind. My insight through the mind. I exercise my right. To express when I feel it's time. It's just all in your mind. What you interpret it as. I say to fight you take it. As I'mma whip someone's ass. If you don't understand. Don't even bother to ask. A father who has. Grown up with a fatherless past. Who has blown up now. To rap phenomenon that has. Or at least shows no difficulty multi-task. And in juggling both. Perhaps mastered his craft. Slash entrepreneur. Who has held onto few more rap acts. Who's had a few obstacles. Thrown his way through the last half. Of his career typical. Manure moving past that. Mr. kisses ass crack. He's a class act. Rubber band man. Yea he just snaps back. Come along follow me. As I lead through the darkness. As I provide just enough spark. That we need to proceed. Carry on give me hope. Give me strength. Come with me. And I won't steer you wrong. Put your faith and your trust. As I guide us through the fog. To the light at the end of the tunnel. We gon' fight we gon' charge. we gon' stomp we gon' march. Through the swamp. We gon' mosh through the marsh. Take us right through the doors. C'mon. All the people up top. On the side and the middle. Come together let's all bomb. And swamp just a little. Just let it gradually build. From the front to the back. All you can see is a sea of people. Some white and some black. Don't matter what color. All that matters: we gathered together. To celebrate for the same cause. Don't matter the weather. If it rains let it rain. Yea the wetter the better. They ain't gonna stop us they can't. We stronger now more than ever. They tell us "no" we say "yea". They tell us "stop" we say "go". Rebel with a rebel yell. Raise hell we gonna let'em know. Stomp push shove mush. Fuck Bush!. Until they bring our troops home. C'mon. Just come along follow me. As I lead through the darkness. As I provide just enough spark. That we need to proceed. Carry on give me hope. Give me strength. Come with me. And I won't steer you wrong. Put your faith and your trust. As I guide us through the fog. To the light at the end of the tunnel. We gonna fight we gonna charge. we gonna stomp we gonna march. Through the swamp. We gonna mosh through the marsh. Take us right through the doors. C'mon. Imagine it pouring. It's raining down on us. Mosh pits outside the oval office. Someone's tryina tell us something. Maybe this is God. Just sayin' we're responsible. For this monster this coward. That we have empowered. This is Bin Laden. Look at his head noddin'. How could we allow something like this. without pumping our fists?. Now this is our final hour. Let me be the voice. In your strength and your choice. Let me simplify the rhyme. Just to amplify the noise. Try to amplify the times it. And multiply by six.... Teen million people. Are equal at this high pitch. Maybe we can reach. Al Qaeda through my speech. Let the president answer. A higher anarchy. Strap him with an Ak-47. Let him go fight his own war. Let him impress Daddy that way. No more blood for oil. we got our own battles. To fight on our own soil. No more psychological warfare. To trick us to thinking that we ain't loyal. If we don't serve our own country. We're patronizing a hero. Look in his eyes it's all lies. The stars and stripes. They've been swiped. Washed out and wiped. And replaced with his own face. Mosh now or die. If I get sniped tonight. You know why. 'Cause I told you to fight. Come along follow me. As I lead through the darkness. As I provide just enough spark. That we need to proceed. Carry on give me hope. Give me strength. Come with me. And I won't steer you wrong. Put your faith and your trust. As I guide us through the fog. To the light at the end of the tunnel. We gonna fight we gonna charge. we gonna stomp we gonna march. Through the swamp. We gonna mosh through the marsh. Take us right through the doors. C'mon. And as we proceed. To Mosh through this desert storm. In these closing statements. If they should argue. Let us beg to differ. As we set aside our differences. And assemble our own army. To disarm this Weapon of Mass Destruction. That we call our president. For the present. And Mosh for the future of our next generation. To speak and be heard. Mr. President Mr. Senator. Do you guy's hear us?. Hear us?