give me liberty or give me death
  no truer words, have ever been said
  are you prepared
  for your very last breath
  don't you dare start
  what you cannot finish
    so when we face, face the adversary
  no longer are we the minority...
    and when history repeats her hour
  the pendulum will swing
  swing into power
  though not in vain like our forefathers
  freedom, never had no room for cowards
    for in the end, there will be equality
  be any means necessary
    the ballot or the bullet
  the choice is up to you
  the ballot or the bullet
  tell me what you gonna do
  the sword and the pen
  can be held, by the same hand
    what's it gonna take to liberate
  an emancipation, a false proclamation
  all these token words that you legislate
  sound a little bit absurd, and a little too late
    when a house is divided
  it just will not stand
  once it's decided
  a line drawn in the sand