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hands held high? - you saved my life

Turn my mic up louder, I got so say something
Light weights steppin' aside when we come in 
Feel it in your chest, the syllabled get puming
People on the street then panic and start running
Words on loos leaf sheet, complete comming
I jump in my mind, I summon the rhyme I'm dumping
Healing the bling, I promise to let the sun in
Sick of the dark ways we march to the drumming
Jump when they tell us that they wanna see jumping
FUCK THAT, I wanna see some fists pumping
Risk something, take back what's yours
Say something that you know they might attack you for
'Cause I'm sick of beeing treated like I had before
Like it's stupid standing for what I'm standing for
Like this war's really just a different brand of war
Like it doesn't cater to rich and abandon poor
Like they understand you, in the back of their jet
When you can't put gas in your tank, these fuckers
Are laughing their way to the bank, and cashing their check
Asking you to have the passion and have some respect
For a leader so nervous in an obvious way
Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
And the rest of the world watching at the end of the day
In the livinf room, laughing like , "What did he say?"










Amen

1 Kommentar:

mary hat gesagt…

i adore this song