Don't run us off the road, We'd just like ourselves a lane We've got nothing to lose, cause our race is not in vain So treat us like a dog because we
Know you by waste and not by your face. Not by introduction not by handshake. Not by the things that you own, but the things you dispose. It's not a case
Politicians wasted our money for too long, And religious leaders are raping our children. So where are the poets? They're all at their slams, And where
Pull out, pull out, pull out, it's gone to deep. Pull out, pull out, pull out, it's later than you think. I need your opinion like I need a bullet in
This is a story called, When is enough, enough? When that line is drawn in the sand and your birthright is more than circumstance. Well, instead of extending
American Politicians have scarred our good name There are those too scared to see the terror threat hyperbole Were not all blood thirsty, ignorant, flag
Religion serves a purpose, this I realize But when they organize, is when they commit the crimes. The crimes upon the weak, and the crimes upon the poor
They made radio for the music. Now they just make music for the radio. Kids kill your imagination, put emotions on hold, Forget destructive notions about
Do you know what they say, Do you know what they say, what they say about you? Do you know what they do? Do you know what they do, when you leave the
I'm sitting in a classroom, bored to death; I'm falling asleep. Are these teachers in front of me ? or just your puppets on a string? Do you even know
What a shame, what a shame so quick Life lost so young and missed When it’s stubbed out suddenly, turned off like the flick of a switch Once you exit
They live and die by images so lets exploit back Flip and reverse it watch the audience attack They've got the power, we've got the paint Do the ad jam
No matter where I go, your always there cause no matter where I sit man, I sit in fear A Martial law soon taken effect, They stole the right to be defiant
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Cast the pearls aside, of a simple life of need Come into my life forever The crumbled cities stand as known Of the sights you have been shown Of the
