Call us citizens if it blinds your insecurities This is the same old shit, this is slavery If wishes were horses beggars would ride We’re still kneeling, losing our fucking pride We have no cuffs but they’ve locked up our minds We have to face the truth, if you want to rise Get ready for the fight
They are kings, they are bishops they are shepherds Seems we’re just mean less pawns, cannon fodder We have nothing to lose, no reason to surrender
Fuck the rules, this game bloody sucks When comes the checkmate we all return to the same box Why the fuck, do you think you’re so special? You’re just another dick in a whore The cloak doesn’t make the monk but opens the church’s porch How did we let so many wolves enter the sheepfold? People must rise for revenge People must rise again and again
Words will always retain their power
So you’re the creep, the perv’, the rapist Getting wild, fucking us through this crisis Brace yourselves payback is coming We’re all here waiting the pounding
All the white collard gangsters, all the greedy, the corrupted, the liars All the gods all the masters, we can’t take this anymore Reign of the people, this illusion must burn to ashes They just fuck our brains with the opiates of the masses They give us bread and games and we bow the fuck down For bread and games
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