["It must come from the poor, a rebellion of the spirit that reaffirms their intrinsic human worth, based upon who they are rather than what they possess." Mumia Abu-Jamal - War On The Poor]
You live your life and bask in your fame,
but people who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones.
Take a look behind the facade,
see what is hidden in the dark,
set the b**** rolling and put your cards on the table.
Your paltry generosity was only a means to an end,
the veil to cover your evil face.
Your kindness is just a pretence for your machination,
you have blotted your copy-book,
you're ruthless.
Let the shades fall down to end the tyranny,
to create an abundance
if birdlife without greed and pain.
Your paltry generosity was only a means to an end,
the veil to cover your evil face.
Your kindness is just a pretence for your machination,
you have blotted your copy-book,
you're ruthless.
You live your life and bask in your fame,
but people who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones.
Take a look behind the facade,
see what is hidden in the dark,
set the b**** rolling and put your cards on the table.
Your paltry generosity was only a means to an end,
the veil to cover your evil face.
Your kindness is just a pretence for your machination,
you have blotted your copy-book,
you're ruthless.
Let the shades fall down to end the tyranny,
to create an abundance
if birdlife without greed and pain.
Your paltry generosity was only a means to an end,
the veil to cover your evil face.
Your kindness is just a pretence for your machination,
you have blotted your copy-book,
you're ruthless.