Living in a border town You see good men get pushed around It's not hard to see that they are my brothers If it one for faith we might be each other
Living in a border town You see women and children get hunted down Silly fools in their big green vans Viciously attempt to keep our people from their fatherland
Power, they really feel the bad good christians As they defend this evil system Abillybopa they Can you dig what I a say
A bloodstain is drear Has been glorified in this society The glut is put in pace for submission
Araising memories Is to crucify the poor men's identity (Stolen land)
Five hundred years of misery Could never be redeemed so easily How can we call these people aliens When we here are standing and stoling brow
And them wanna keep in mistery The biggest scam in all of history Abillybopa they someday Them have to pay
Nuestra paciencia ya se acabo No quieres acertar mi gente Nos de gracias en nuestra propria tierra Jah no nos puedes despreciar Ay Dios mio no hay mas que dar
Stolen land - a nation built on slavery Stolen land - a poor example of democracy Stolen land - a nation built on slavery Stolen land - a poor example of democracy
Stolen land - a nation built on slavery Stolen land - a poor example of democracy Stolen land - a nation built on slavery Stolen land - a poor example of democracy
A poor example of democracy A poor example of democracy A poor example of democracy A poor example of democracyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
