kolte
September 20th, 2006, 07:58 PM
We live in a terrorized, unequal society
Ruled by the fat, wealthy minority
We squabble in dreams of representation
So assured by the oppressor of our fine nation
That represented we are, and that, at least so far
We are the most free, given our situation
But I disagree, about being so free
I have a hunch that we aren’t indeed;
So free to do whatever we wish
Why we didn’t even elect our own president
The majority of us, are against this sick war
We are not quiet, we let it be known that were poor
That the economies a mess, and that were living in hate
That we are unsatisfied with our present state
But ignore us they do, up on capital hill
To consumed by there own selfish will
To listen to the poor and there silly ideal
Convert them and teach them that they are so free
That at least in comparison, they are indeed
Bah I say, unto you and to others
We live a country were the rich grow in numbers
While the poor exceed limits and spill from the hood
And, uneducated, unwilled, undefended and misunderstood
They rap and they misrepresent all there friends
And family and religion; the poor they just sin
Fuck you and your dreams of a right wing nation
This is war you say, Im under much obligation
To kill you with my bare hands if that be the case
I will not be gentle
You have fuck with the wrong hombre’
Ruled by the fat, wealthy minority
We squabble in dreams of representation
So assured by the oppressor of our fine nation
That represented we are, and that, at least so far
We are the most free, given our situation
But I disagree, about being so free
I have a hunch that we aren’t indeed;
So free to do whatever we wish
Why we didn’t even elect our own president
The majority of us, are against this sick war
We are not quiet, we let it be known that were poor
That the economies a mess, and that were living in hate
That we are unsatisfied with our present state
But ignore us they do, up on capital hill
To consumed by there own selfish will
To listen to the poor and there silly ideal
Convert them and teach them that they are so free
That at least in comparison, they are indeed
Bah I say, unto you and to others
We live a country were the rich grow in numbers
While the poor exceed limits and spill from the hood
And, uneducated, unwilled, undefended and misunderstood
They rap and they misrepresent all there friends
And family and religion; the poor they just sin
Fuck you and your dreams of a right wing nation
This is war you say, Im under much obligation
To kill you with my bare hands if that be the case
I will not be gentle
You have fuck with the wrong hombre’