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)