As we dodge pain like rain drops, we're high strung.
Thinking, "OPEN UP THIS CAGED BOX!!", my life's done.
Different place but the same cops, I wanna run.
Different face but the same shots, the same gun
Left me layin on the same blocks.They aimed, cocked
And blasted with the guage ak. But wait stop,
The madness God I pray not!! I then thought
"Them bastards took my land!" before my brain stopped. BANG, POP!!
I'm wakin up tears, sweat, and the whole nine.
Still shaken up, checked my chest, "There's no holes?! Fine."
They still occupy my dreams but I don't mind.
I won't cry for Falasteen. It's me this whole time.
This gold mine is home but under avalanches.
We hold nines and load under our circumstances.
PLO we never had our chances so our thirst enhances.
How they gone stop our children's search for answers?
Welcome to Pali, where people get shot at the rally
and they find ya body in da alley.
Welcome to Gaza, where kids leave their mother and father
to blow theyselves up in da plaza.
Welcome to Ramallah, where men put they faith in Allah
as they pray for a betta tomorrow.
Welcome to Jenin, the scene of gunshots and screams
Falasteen all we got's a dream. Welcome to Pali
We on shaky ground tryin to keep a level head.
When everyday we count nine lost and several dead.
Go look for proof you won't find a shred.
See this is love and hate, danglin our fate from a line of thread.
We tryna tread on eggshells and step on broken glass.
No shelter in this vexed hell as we hope it pass.
We cry inside tryna cope with laughs. They provoked our wrath
And spit on our rights. How we supposed to act?
So toasters clap, hand-held opposing hammer sledges.
Rusty nails driven deep inside the coffin's edges
We wanted vengence but the cost was precious.The loss is endless.
Thats why all our senses are slippin off the ledges.
So please excuse our patience cuz it's worn out.
And please pardon our heart cuz it's torn out.
This land of kings let's walk our born route
And stay alive in skies where bombs and bullets fall from desert storm clouds.
Welcome to Pali, where people get shot at the rally
and they find ya body in da alley.
Welcome to Gaza, where kids leave their mother and father
to blow theyselves up in da plaza.
Welcome to Ramallah, where men put they faith in Allah
as they pray for a betta tomorrow.
Welcome to Jenin, the scene of gunshots and screams
Falasteen all we got's a dream. Welcome to Pali
In the Gaza barricade I wanna move freely,
But everyday kids disappear here like Houdini.
Another cousin dead but who seen me?
This arab talk is real there ain't no lamp or no blue genie!
We goin through it routinely but the world forgot us.
It seems that flag on our shoulders is a world of problems.
We had a country till the world had robbed us,
So now we starvin and other than mobbin they left us no options.
They held us hostage so we called out to our neighbors,
Then quickly realized only God could save us.
We caught the vapors from tear gas, tanks, and torture chambers.
Why can't you see this is how fortune raised us?
We was forced to play this hand. Plans is orchestrated
Against us so damn we ain't had no ultimatums.
With backs to the wall no choice but confrontation,
With one hand, one land, and one nation.
Welcome to Pali, where people get shot at the rally
and they find ya body in da alley.
Welcome to Gaza, where kids leave their mother and father
to blow theyselves up in da plaza.
Welcome to Ramallah, where men put they faith in Allah
as they pray for a betta tomorrow.
Welcome to Jenin, the scene of gunshots and screams
Falasteen all we got's a dream. Welcome to Pali
Welcome to Pali, where people get shot with their family,
now why don't the world understand me.
Welcome to Jerusalem, where they take our rights and abuse them,
So the men take their weapons and use them.
Welcome to home, from this we were forced to roam,
Just to tell you our plight in poem.
Welcome to hell, I know you recognize the smell,
But it's here where our lives will dwell. Welcome to Pali.