![This Nation - A Broken Silence, Ozi Batla](https://cdn.muztext.com/i/3284756792883925347.jpg)
Date of issue: 12.07.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Daniel Bartulovich and John Chmielewski
Song language: English
This Nation |
Certain things make me stop for a minute |
And thank my lucky stars that I got independence |
Where I walk, what i talk what I drop in each sentence |
Never been did like david hicks and got locked without sentence |
And thank god in remembrance, all them lives that were ended |
We got freedom, so many died to defend this |
Pops is no killer but had to put a knife to appendix |
And our forefathers tails, bare a striking resemblance |
So when i try to refresh this, put it right in perspective |
Hearing their stories, have enlightened my senses |
And enabled me to cherish every waking moment |
We in that lucky country where your brains your main opponent |
I made that focus outward cause to cope in our hood |
Is easier than impoverished lands that go without food |
On the reg (regular) we celebrating |
It’s a credit to this nation, just complaining for house prices |
Petrol, inflation |
This nation |
We raised in |
How to speak |
Speak your mind |
Celebrate |
We ain’t raised in |
A place we’re survival is the prize |
The grass is always greener, yeah that sounds about right |
Unless the fence that you describe is topped with razor-wire |
You fight for the sake of it, or ninety nine percent |
Just trying to make a shake of it |
And yo you must be mistaking if you |
Can’t see your stake in it is greater than the vast majority |
And you can stand there growling at authority |
Cause we still got a democracy, and what that means |
Is you can say what you feel |
And they can’t put you under lock and key |
So many disappeared, so many lived in fear |
But you know that here man, your brains the opponent |
So many blown opertunities in the land of plenty |
So many cats that let there souls run on empty it gets tempting |
To let it all slide, make fate the fall guy |
And join the could have been’s, should have been’s or would have beens |
In the backstreets of broken dreams and if it feels hopeless |
Man, drop that wish list and refocus |
This nation |
We raised in |
How to speak |
Speak your mind |
Celebrate |
We ain’t raised in |
A place we’re survival is the prize |
Got pride in my birthplace but shame also resides |
Many roads here paved with betrayal and genocide |
Dad made his way here, he was craving a better life |
Didn’t want another air raid waking him in the night |
But things changed right, Its all a little stricter |
Policies mixed with the riddles of a mini hitler |
Our diggers stay allied it really is the bigger picture |
Over lies they die its really so the rich are richer |
That shit’ll twist ya, but still im a patriot |
I pay for taxes, these multinationals don’t pay for shit |
The earths tombstone, they engraving it |
We used to swim in these rivers now we afraid to fish |
Not a doomsayer but still we got to brace for this |
Make a switch or modern life, could be an ancient myth |
Take a trip and witness that beauty outside |
This place is tatted on my heart, enough proof of my pride |
This nation |
We raised in |
How to speak |
Speak your mind |
Celebrate |
We ain’t raised in |
A place we’re survival is the prize |
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