Lyrics
In my house, minding my biz Sunday morning doing chores and I’m watching my
kids You know how it is, the children watching Sesame Street My wife,
showing me how to cook something to eat
Now this is my life, and that is my wife, and those are my kids I’m working
hard so we can comfortably live Knock, Knock, somebody is at the front door
Honey, I’ll get it I need to take a break from my chores
Knock, Knock, it just went from knock to a pound Now who is this clown,
trying to take my smile to a frown Knock, Knock, it just went from pound to a
bang Now this is insane and now I hear them yelling my name
I open the door, and what do I see Its like 23 agents looking at me They threw
the cuffs on my hands and my face to the floor Dragged away, my family crying
at the front door
Chorus: AAAAGGGGHHHHH, we’re not breaking, we’re still strong No matter what
they do we’re moving on
AAAAGGGGHHHHH, we’re not breaking, we’re still strong No matter what they do
we’re moving on
We’re still moving on
And they was asking me that and asking me this Accusing me of being on
somebody’s terrorist list I had to resist, I want a lawyers all I would say But
they said that they would torture me all night and all day And so I would pray
for God to give me strength to get through If the evidence I knew,
I would prove it untrue Osama Bin who, they want to say I support him If I
don’t give in, I’ll never see my family again Its been more than 10 months
since they dragged me from home 4 hours questioning and 20 in my cell alone…
So you wanna break me? nah I’m still strong, Sti--ll wanna hate me?
I´ll prove you wrong wait and you’ll see — I was right — all along,
but as for now let me do- do my thing, let me sing this song
Its not Islam or Christianity, Its all of the humanity The religion of vanity
drives people to insanity My soul and my anatomy are patient with calamity I’ll
never use profanity just let me see my family
AAAGGGHHH, we are not braking we are still strong. no matter what they do we
are moving on
AAAGGGHHH, we are not braking we are still strong no matter what they do we are
moving on
we are still moving on.
Yeah, let me see now, where do I start Still the ANTAGONIST, still playing same
part Same old script, yeah same old drama Only this time -- you trying link me
with Osama Yep, its me! -- public enemy number one Your specific intelligence
nothing but a con So tell me mr. officer what you got on me? -TRUMPED UP
charges man, clear for all to see -What did I do now? what is my crime Please
can you tell me why I’ma be doing this time. Is it coz I put my head on the
ground? my foot in the sink? There gotta be something, man! Tell me what you
found Is it my beard, or the funny way I walk? The rhymes I be spitting?
Or the way I was born to talk? I’m an Innocent convict, victim of this era
Oppression in the guise of a war on terror — My lyrical pen is still mightier
than their sords That’s why I be in the pen praying to my lord — Like P said,
they won’t let- me -out The faith in my heart that’s what its all- about I’m
one of them muslems, so best lock me up That’s why I’m rrright here — stuck in
this rut Keep my head high cant no one take my pride Nothing but a test from
Him, we gotta take in stride.
Chorus