Alabama Follow

kids: i pleadge allgence to the flag of the united states of america

and the to the republic (Marshall: People!! It feels so good to be back)for which it stand

one nation under god indevisable...(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's 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'ma whip someone’s ass

If you don’t understand, don’t even bother to ask

A father who has grown up with a father-less past

Who has blown up now to rap phenomenon

That has, or at least shows, no difficulty multi-taskin' and juggling both

Perhaps mastered-his-craft slash entrepreneur

Who has helped launch a 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

Mister kiss-his-ass-crack, he’s a class-act

Rubber-band man, yeah, he just snaps back

Chorus:

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 wont steer you wrong

Put your faith in 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’ marsh through the mosh

Take us right through the doors

Come on..

All the people up top, on the side and the middle

Come together, let's all form this stomp 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

No matter what color, all that matters we're gathered together

To celebrate for the same cause, no matter the weather

If it rains, let it rain

Yeah, the wetter the better

They ain’t gon’ stop us - they can't

We're stronger now, more then ever

They tell us "No", we say "Yeah"

They tell us "Stop", we say "Go"

Rebel with a rebel yell

Raise hell - we gon’ let em know

Stomp, push, shove, mush..

Fuck Bush

Until they bring our troops home, c'mon, just..

Chorus:

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 wont steer you wrong

Put your faith in 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' marsh through the mosh

Take us right through the doors

Come on..

Imagine it pourin’, it's rainin’ down on us

Mosh pits outside the oval office

Someone’s tryin to 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 pumpin' our fists

Now, this is our final hour

Let me be the voice, and your strength and your choice

Let me simplify the rhyme just to amplify the noise

Try to amplify it, times it, and multiply it by sixteen million

People are equal at this high pitch

Maybe we can reach Al Qaeda through my speech

Let the president answer a high anarchy

Strap him with a 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, its all lies

The stars and stripes, have been swiped

Washed out and wiped and replaced with his own face

Mosh now or die

If I get sniped tonight, you’ll know why

‘Cuz I told you to fight

Chorus:

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 wont steer you wrong

Put your faith in 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' marsh through the mosh

Take us right through the doors

Come on

Outro:

Eminem: 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..

(Kids: Can You Guys Hear us?x2Hahaha)