Dear Mr.President
The S.T.O.P. Movement Lyrics
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the world has gone astray
brothers are dying
they won't live to see today
was it all worth it
you had to lie to get your way
bloods thicker than water
what a price we had to pay
Dear Mr. President
you and your friends you all are crooks
sellin out the poor man
the soldiers lives are took
I can't see no difference from Mr. Hussein to Mr. bush
death and deception it's the brew the devil cooks
dear Mr. President you had a vendetta
get Saddam by any means and make man chedda
in 4 years you grow 600 million
the bush family
oil tycoons
they're worth billions
you even pissed on the public for the cash
you started a deadly war and hiked up the gas
that's 'cause your real pay check comes from OPEC
do the Bin Ladens also send endorsement
k to the are to the s to the one
my condolences to those that lost their son
maybe they lost their daughter when the crossed them borders
baby I'm here for ya
it's the new world order
times gettin shorta when the primes gettin longer
I'm hot in the sauna when I blow low on ya
I'm in California but I'm on every corna
krs fredwreck
never say we neva warned ya
conscious lyrics its time for a lil bit
ya hear how I'm spittin it
no one is innocent
east coast oppression yeah
west coast is livin it the east coast is givin it
every time we say that fast cash we gettin it
every time we diss our future with our kids in it
every time we push the fly rise they slaven ya
soon we'll be rappin for Saudi Arabia
Dear Mr. President
the world has gone astray
brothers are dyin
they won't live to see today
was it all worth it
you had to lie to get your way
bloods thicker than water
what a price we had to pay
Dear Mr. President
you and your friends you all are crooks
sellin out the poor man
the soldiers lives are took
I can't see no difference from my hussein to Mr. bush
death and deception it's the brew the devil cooks
I told ya'll niggaz it's a war outside
but these niggaz don't listen till the missiles start to fly
America ain't nothin but the fantasy life
but the end 'll soon come for this bull shit life
hold up before that come I gotta get mine
'cause money is all that matters at the present time
Fuck the war in Iraq
our was to survives right here in the hood
in the New York times
these dudes blowin up shit to no avail
fuck that id rather rot in jail
show why'all better than I can tell
I ain't buyin what them senators sell
while they passin them bills we livin in hell
war we all enlisted
business and pleasure?
the next ex-prez don't know the difference
strategic plannin
my cities in panic
propaganda spread
the truths kept candid
when push comes to shove and shove to push
we in the same corner sayin buck fush
its evidence they'll remember the name
its fredwreck
west coast legends of game
in a world of hate
with a round for blood
don't cooperate
we'll just shoot you up
its blood on all our hands
its blood on all our hands
its blood on all our hands
In a world of sin
where they honor greed
can't no one win
till they conquer need
its blood on all our hands
its blood on all our hands
its blood on all our hands
I already got enough on my mind to be stressin
and now I can't even watch the news its depressin
I see em battle through saddam's hood with smith n wessens
and droppin all kind of bombs with aggression
mama........ my prayers
for someone to hold ya
while I pull out a lewie for the fallen soldiers
its best to turn to the lord for he's the best to consol ya
and that's the realest thing mack 10 eva told ya
it have anything to do with no...... grippin
them dude lost their lives oversees pistol grippin
sendin youngsters to Iraq to leave blood drippin
and they want to lock up my hommies for...... trippin?
It didn't have nothin to do with no....... hood crippin
them dude lost their lives oversees pistol grippin
sendin youngsters to Iraq to leave blood drippin
and they want to lock up my hommies for...... trippin?
mr President
I ain't hesitant
I fly this kite up on behalf of...... and my resident
blue collar taxpayers henni drinkers
holdin my nuts in the ghetti givin you the middle finger
fuck war
for years we're been ignored
and when its time for war it's the only time you fuck with the poor
land of the free but I don't see no sunshine
just niggaz and latinos in the front line
United States?
Naw united snakes
where they cast the black folk silent and our votes don't count
but we still keep pokin em try ta vote
but like the public enemy logo
you keepin niggaz in the niper scope
make methrow my hands up and want to holla
bush gettin power
all of a suden go down the twin towers
daddy must have passed the word down
guess its true what they say
gangtas make the world go round
the only good bush is the one you fucked last night
not the one who sends your brothers off to war and fight
you have smokin.....
For the blind.....and.....
How many more years we accept lies and cry tears
they sell beers to the masses
just so they can justify the fucked up factions
by elections avoid any questions
give fake answers
Americas cancer
the little puppet with tangled strings
I think he forgot the value of a human being
maybe he never knew or never gave a shit
but he can send us all off and do his bravery bit
treatin people like pawns for the campaign
beggin people will you please reelect me
get him outta here
you must learn
you're a fool if you want the fucker one more term
get him out
Dear Mr. President
the world has gone astray
brothers are dyin
they won't live to see today
was it all worth it
you had to lie to get your way
bloods thicker than water
what a price we had to pay
Dear Mr. President
you and your friends you all are crooks
sellin out the poor man
the soldiers lives are took
I can't see no difference from Mr. Hussein to Mr. bush
death and deception it's the brew the devil cooks
The S.T.O.P. Movement's song "Dear Mr. President" is a powerful indictment of the actions of the American government, particularly under the leadership of George W. Bush. It begins with a plea to the President to consider the consequences of his actions, as "brothers are dying" and pay the price for his lies. The song then goes on to accuse Bush and his friends of being crooks who sell out the poor while making themselves richer. The lyrics draw a parallel between Bush and Saddam Hussein, arguing that both engaged in death and deception that the devil cooks.
The song also denounces the war in Iraq, suggesting that it has little to do with helping the Iraqi people and everything to do with profiting off oil. It suggests that the American government paid for the war in Iraqi dollars, inflating the currency and causing economic instability. The song concludes with calls to remove Bush from power and to make a real change in American politics.
Overall, "Dear Mr. President" serves as a powerful critique of American foreign policy and the actions of President Bush. The song speaks out against the injustices perpetrated by the American government and calls for accountability and change.
Line by Line Meaning
Dear Mr. President
A plea to the President of the United States
the world has gone astray
The state of the world is chaotic and disordered
brothers are dying
People are losing their lives
they won't live to see today
They will not survive to witness the present day
was it all worth it
Was the cost and sacrifice justifiable
you had to lie to get your way
Deception was employed to achieve your goals
bloods thicker than water
Family bonds are stronger than anything
what a price we had to pay
The immense cost and consequences
you and your friends you all are crooks
You and your associates are corrupt individuals
sellin out the poor man
Betraying and exploiting the vulnerable
the soldiers lives are took
The lives of soldiers are being taken
I can't see no difference from Mr. Hussein to Mr. Bush
There is no discernible distinction between Saddam Hussein and George W. Bush
death and deception it's the brew the devil cooks
Death and deceit are tools of evil forces
you had a vendetta
You held a personal grudge
get Saddam by any means and make man chedda
Obtain Saddam Hussein by any method and attain great wealth
in 4 years you grow 600 million
Within four years, your wealth increased by 600 million
the bush family
Referring to the Bush family
oil tycoons
Powerful individuals in the oil industry
they're worth billions
They possess enormous wealth
you even pissed on the public for the cash
You betrayed and disregarded the public for financial gain
you started a deadly war and hiked up the gas
You initiated a destructive war and increased gas prices
that's 'cause your real pay check comes from OPEC
Your true income comes from OPEC (Organization of the Petroleum Exporting Countries)
do the Bin Ladens also send endorsement
Are the Bin Ladens also providing support
k to the are to the s to the one
Referring to oneself (KRS-One)
my condolences to those that lost their son
Offering condolences to those who lost a child
maybe they lost their daughter when the crossed them borders
Perhaps they lost their daughter while crossing borders
baby I'm here for ya
I'm here to support you
it's the new world order
A reference to a global power structure
times gettin shorta when the primes gettin longer
Time is running out while the problems grow more significant
I'm hot in the sauna when I blow low on ya
I am intense and impactful with my words
I'm in California but I'm on every corna
I represent California but have influence everywhere
krs fredwreck
Reference to KRS-One and Fredwreck
never say we neva warned ya
We warned you repeatedly
conscious lyrics its time for a lil bit
It's time for thoughtful and meaningful lyrics
ya hear how I'm spittin it
Do you hear the way I'm delivering my message
no one is innocent
No one is without fault
east coast oppression yeah
The East Coast is experiencing oppression
west coast is livin it
The West Coast is thriving
the east coast is givin it
The East Coast is contributing
every time we say that fast cash we gettin it
Every time we pursue quick money, we obtain it
every time we diss our future with our kids in it
Every time we harm our own future with our children involved
every time we push the fly rise they slaven ya
Every time we strive for material success, we become enslaved
soon we'll be rappin for Saudi Arabia
We'll eventually be making music for Saudi Arabia
I told ya'll niggaz it's a war outside
I warned everyone that there is a war happening
but these niggaz don't listen till the missiles start to fly
People don't pay attention until the danger becomes imminent
America ain't nothin but the fantasy life
America is an illusionary existence
but the end 'll soon come for this bull shit life
The deceptive nature of this life will eventually come to an end
hold up before that come I gotta get mine
Before the end arrives, I need to secure my own interests
'cause money is all that matters at the present time
Money is the primary concern in the current moment
Fuck the war in Iraq
Expressing dissatisfaction and opposition towards the war in Iraq
our was to survives right here in the hood
Our struggle for survival is happening within our community
in the New York times
Referencing the newspaper New York Times
these dudes blowin up shit to no avail
These individuals are causing destruction without achieving anything
fuck that id rather rot in jail
I would prefer to stay in prison than participate in senseless violence
show why'all better than I can tell
Demonstrate your superiority instead of just talking about it
I ain't buyin what them senators sell
I don't believe the lies told by senators
while they passin them bills we livin in hell
As they pass laws, we continue to suffer
war we all enlisted
We are all involved in the war
business and pleasure?
Is the war being pursued for personal gain
the next ex-prez don't know the difference
The next ex-president is ignorant of the distinction
strategic plannin
Methodical and calculated planning
my cities in panic
My community is in a state of chaos
propaganda spread
The dissemination of false information
the truths kept candid
The truth is being concealed
when push comes to shove and shove to push
When confronted with aggression, we respond with aggression
we in the same corner sayin buck fush
We are united in our opposition against the current administration
its evidence they'll remember the name
The name 'Evidence' will be recognized and remembered
its fredwreck
Referring to Fredwreck
west coast legends of game
Respected figures in the West Coast hip-hop scene
in a world of hate
In a world filled with animosity
with a round for blood
Ready for violence and bloodshed
don't cooperate
Refusing to cooperate
we'll just shoot you up
We will resort to violence
its blood on all our hands
We all share responsibility for the bloodshed
where they honor greed
In a society that values greed
can't no one win
No one can achieve victory
till they conquer need
Until they overcome their own needs
I already got enough on my mind to be stressin
I am already burdened with enough worries
and now I can't even watch the news its depressin
Even the news is disheartening to watch
I see em battle through saddam's hood with smith n wessens
I witness them fighting in Saddam Hussein's neighborhood with firearms
and droppin all kind of bombs with aggression
And bombing the area aggressively
mama........ my prayers
Mother, my prayers are for you
for someone to hold ya
For someone to provide support and comfort
while I pull out a lewie for the fallen soldiers
While I light a joint in honor of the deceased soldiers
its best to turn to the lord for he's the best to consol ya
It's advisable to seek solace from the Lord
and that's the realest thing mack 10 eva told ya
And that's the most honest statement Mack 10 has ever made
it have anything to do with no...... grippin
It has nothing to do with holding a gun
them dude lost their lives oversees pistol grippin
Those people lost their lives while holding guns in foreign countries
sendin youngsters to Iraq to leave blood drippin
Sending young individuals to Iraq to shed blood
and they want to lock up my hommies for...... trippin?
And they want to imprison my friends for minor offenses?
I ain't hesitant
I am not hesitant
I fly this kite up on behalf of...... and my resident
I communicate this message on behalf of myself and my community
blue collar taxpayers henni drinkers
Working-class individuals who enjoy drinking Hennessy
holdin my nuts in the ghetti givin you the middle finger
Showing defiance and disrespect to those in power
fuck war
Expressing opposition to war
for years we're been ignored
For years, we have been disregarded
and when its time for war it's the only time you fuck with the poor
The only time the poor are acknowledged is during war
land of the free but I don't see no sunshine
The country claims to be free, but there is no sense of freedom
just niggaz and latinos in the front line
Only African Americans and Latinos are on the front lines
United States?
Is this truly the United States
Naw united snakes
No, it is the United Snakes (a play on United States)
where they cast the black folk silent and our votes don't count
Black people are silenced and their votes are disregarded
but we still keep pokin em try ta vote
But we still persist in attempting to vote
but like the public enemy logo
Similar to the logo of the music group Public Enemy
you keepin niggaz in the niper scope
You are keeping black people under constant surveillance
make methrow my hands up and want to holla
Makes me want to raise my hands up and shout
all of a suden go down the twin towers
Suddenly, the Twin Towers are destroyed
daddy must have passed the word down
My father must have received the message
guess its true what they say
I suppose it is true what they say
gangtas make the world go round
Gangsters are the ones driving the world forward
the only good bush is the one you fucked last night
A play on words, implying that the only good thing about Bush is sexual
not the one who sends your brothers off to war and fight
Not the one who sends your brothers to fight in wars
you have smokin.....
You are smoking or consuming...
For the blind.....and.....
For the blind... and...
How many more years we accept lies and cry tears
How many more years will we tolerate lies and shed tears
they sell beers to the masses
They sell alcohol to the masses
just so they can justify the fucked up factions
Just to validate their corrupt actions
by elections avoid any questions
During elections, they avoid answering any questions
give fake answers
Provide false answers
Americas cancer
The corruption and deceit within America
the little puppet with tangled strings
The manipulated and controlled puppet
I think he forgot the value of a human being
He seems to have forgotten the importance of human life
maybe he never knew or never gave a shit
Perhaps he was unaware or simply didn't care
but he can send us all off and do his bravery bit
But he can send us all to war and act courageous
treatin people like pawns for the campaign
Viewing people as pawns for political gain
beggin people will you please reelect me
Imploring the people to vote for him again
get him outta here
Remove him from office
you must learn
You need to understand
you're a fool if you want the fucker one more term
You're foolish if you desire one more term for him
Dear Mr. President
A plea to the President of the United States
the world has gone astray
The state of the world is chaotic and disordered
brothers are dying
People are losing their lives
they won't live to see today
They will not survive to witness the present day
was it all worth it
Was the cost and sacrifice justifiable
you had to lie to get your way
Deception was employed to achieve your goals
bloods thicker than water
Family bonds are stronger than anything
what a price we had to pay
The immense cost and consequences
you and your friends you all are crooks
You and your associates are corrupt individuals
sellin out the poor man
Betraying and exploiting the vulnerable
the soldiers lives are took
The lives of soldiers are being taken
I can't see no difference from Mr. Hussein to Mr. Bush
There is no discernible distinction between Saddam Hussein and George W. Bush
death and deception it's the brew the devil cooks
Death and deceit are tools of evil forces
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Written by: ALECIA MOORE, BILLY MANN
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