The Human Animal

Part of The USA Project: Hip Hop As A Weapon Of Mass Communication

©REEVOLUTION. Released July 4, 2010

Lyrics

Verse 1: Bigg Higg

Listen to your President he wants the best for you
Listen to your masters they will tell you what to do
Don’t resist their orders or they’ll place you in a cage
Make you work in slavery and waste away your days
Throw you in a jail cell, pit of despair
Like throwing on a uniform and cutting your hair
Are you a rebel or a slave? either way we’re all doomed
Marching to their orders, as they order into tombs
Boom go the big bombs they’re dropping on the people
Killing all the foreigners cause foreigners are evil
They’ll kill you if you’re Jewish and they’ll kill you if you’re black
They’ll kill you if you reside in a fiction called Iraq
Capitalists kill communists, communists kill anarchists
Empires kill millions, making trillions off damages
Now the blood on my gas mask is all I can see
Lying dying on the desert floor, I’m all I can be

Chorus: The Human Animal

I only killed one or two Iraqis
Now I’m catching visions that they’re shooting at me
Somebody tell me how to heal this shit
Dear lord I can’t deal with this
I only killed one or two kids
Now I’m popping pills but it’s useless
Somebody wake me the dream is dead
I can’t sleep seeing terrorists under the bed
They call it outbreak

Verse Two: Bigg Higg

March maggots march at attention in line
We man made machines, bodies a dozen per dime
Gears set for the living dead, cyborg veterans
Numb nice morphine ingesting all medicines
The reds again, the terrorists, the terror is the war
Hi, my name is Winston Smith, it’s 1984
Red scare, green scare, there ain’t no room for dreams here
But monkeys in the gang throw their wrenches in the gears
Little children play in war zones losing blood and guts
Soldiers turn big puppets with all of their strings cut
Now the bitter man with nightmares who cries in the shower
The murder man, the sexless man, deprived of his powers
Rats chewing on numb legs in hospital beds
Fed by the war machine that left all of your friends dead
They’re watching you and waiting for the moment you slip
They’re teaching all our kids how to load up the clips