SELF EVIDENT

(Verse 1) Yo, check it, let's hold these truths so they're self-evident, A premise so heaven-sent, it's gotta be relevant, That every man's created on an equal-level tenement, Endowed by the Creator, a benevolent element. With certain unalienable rights you can't sever, it's A permanent settlement, a lifelong membership, Among 'em: Life and Liberty, don't you ever forget the script, And the pursuit of Happiness, that's the genesis. So to secure these rights, we institute a government, Derivin' its just powers from the consent of the governed, but When that trust is covered in rust, and we're smothered under it, And the whole damn covenant starts to come apart and split...

(Chorus) 'Cause whenever any form of government's corrupted, And the ends that it was meant to serve have been obstructed, It's the Right of the People to erupt and interrupt it, To alter or abolish it, you can't say we haven't suffered. So we'll institute a new one, on a foundation of principles, Organize its powers, makin' logic invincible, To effect our Safety and our Happiness, it's indivisible, This ain't a transient cause, this moment here is pivotal.

(Verse 2) Now prudence dictates that a long-established system, Shouldn't be changed for light causes, we're taught to enlist in 'em, And experience has shown that mankind's locked in this prison, More disposed to just suffer than to stop and resist 'em. To right themselves by abolishing the forms they're accustomed to, While the evils are sufferable, they just shuffle and stumble through, But when a long train of abuses, what I'm runnin' you, Pursues the same objective, tell me what you're gonna do? When it evinces a design, a transparent solution, To reduce you to nothin' under absolute Despotism's pollution, It's your right, no, it's your DUTY, that's the fuckin' conclusion, To throw 'em off and guard the future, start the revolution.

(Verse 3) And such has been the patient sufferance of these Colonies, And the necessity that constrains us to abolish these policies, The history of the present King's a list of sick apologies, For repeated injuries and usurpations, mockin' these philosophies. All havin' the direct object to establish a Tyranny, Absolute, over these States, are you hearin' me? He's interferin', we're declarin' that we're steerin' free, So to prove this to a candid world, I'll spit the facts with clarity... Let the facts be submitted.