| They bang, They drown, They look for the man
|
| They run, they hide, they search fraternize
|
| They crawl, They bite, They rise despite
|
| They beam, They feel, They fight, big brother
|
| They meet billionaires, jump upon favours
|
| React, silent, slowly, believe
|
| They catch, arrest, crumble, tonight
|
| They dry, they dye, withdraw, grave full
|
| Won’t you beat me please
|
| Hope you feel some relief
|
| Find you knocking, knocking on the past
|
| In your gloomy dreams Sure of dying away
|
| They suck, They seek, drop full and tick
|
| They scape trough the tunnel, satisfied, moralized
|
| They drug, They doubt, gnawing a mankind
|
| They kill, They still supervise, big brother
|
| Hide and run fast, no time to rest
|
| That guy, long hair, tough boots, danger
|
| Communist, terrorist, enemy, nigga
|
| Kill the beast, rest in peace, loved God, pull the trigger
|
| Won’t you shoot me Please Blame it on me
|
| For the fact that you Cannot avoid Feeling me
|
| Sure of dying away |