FIRS VERSE:
im the king in the spiritual realm visit the physical
to ridicule you pitiful little fools wit my syllables
i sin it all, sin a war, sin a sinners fall,
similar to civil war, that you sin in cinemas
I listen to my inner voice, crush unjust, sprits lust
when the lyrics buss, my inner vision is limitless,
infinite, visual vividness stimulating ya stimulus
my villainous, vigilant, killers a chillin in villas blood
where only criminals cos they say so
they try t say its to protect us, but it aint though
the courts the prison its all made to make doe
the fat cats get fatter stuff the platter in there cake hole
try to say that the government is governed by masses
in fact ya ass is an asset to the government that tax it
they using taxes to attack Iraqi's with apache gunships
then blame the country debut on the dole? come on that's some dumb shit
SECOND VERSE:
its no wonder now why where losing trust
when its one rule for them n its one rule for us
its called politics to them but to us its called theft
its called murder if we do it if they do it its just death
while the poor casualty's of war case's is never heard a
every single day every governments committing murder
they want you flipping burgers for six thirty an hour fam
when we gonna realise its us who has the power fam
they got us living basic, atheist, faithless
where living in the matrix, the slave ships a pay slip
we tried expressing it in words, our efforts didn't work
so many sheeple in the world you need a Shepard for the herd
they tell us what we want to hear, so they can get the power
den when they get the power, they don't change shit them men a cowards
rival politics is like a Punch n Judy pantomime
to entertain the masses behind the mask is where the answers lie
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