Editor's Note
Pissed off people stop crying
Relax sit "indian style" as I drop science
An alliance has formed of funky bitches
Guzzling gas in SUVs with bumper stickers
"Freedom Isn't Free" is what they said
To counter complaints logged as we count the dead
They figured mouths are fed, we won't say something
Problem is we're starving and kids are dying for nothing
Thats why i'm confronting the lion, crying dysfunctional
Prying, finding the lies thats hiding behind the fronting
I want to stick my fist through their residence
And slap the stupid grin off our condescending president
Levees broke, people spoke
Their signs said SOS, reply was "don't hope"
This world is cold, don't leave with no coat
The pearls of souls bleed you leave soaked
And while they rain, my brain remains focused
Exposing to swat locusts from the hopeless
Think their intentions are cloaked, we won't notice
That they think we're better as prisoners than voting
Thats the slogan, weeds illegal
To trap people who have less make them evil
Sell to make, get locked, what's the sequel?
Inmates paid slave rates for products that are fecal
Ninety percent profit for them rich folks
While commerce drags our masses in a stiff yoke
Quote whats spoke, note what i'm on
Iraq may have been better off WITH Saddam
We may have been better off by not fighting it
This has been a letter from the editor thats writing it
Just a few quick words before igniting it
Relax, kick back, or shake your ass to enlightenment
Relax sit "indian style" as I drop science
An alliance has formed of funky bitches
Guzzling gas in SUVs with bumper stickers
"Freedom Isn't Free" is what they said
To counter complaints logged as we count the dead
They figured mouths are fed, we won't say something
Problem is we're starving and kids are dying for nothing
Thats why i'm confronting the lion, crying dysfunctional
Prying, finding the lies thats hiding behind the fronting
I want to stick my fist through their residence
And slap the stupid grin off our condescending president
Levees broke, people spoke
Their signs said SOS, reply was "don't hope"
This world is cold, don't leave with no coat
The pearls of souls bleed you leave soaked
And while they rain, my brain remains focused
Exposing to swat locusts from the hopeless
Think their intentions are cloaked, we won't notice
That they think we're better as prisoners than voting
Thats the slogan, weeds illegal
To trap people who have less make them evil
Sell to make, get locked, what's the sequel?
Inmates paid slave rates for products that are fecal
Ninety percent profit for them rich folks
While commerce drags our masses in a stiff yoke
Quote whats spoke, note what i'm on
Iraq may have been better off WITH Saddam
We may have been better off by not fighting it
This has been a letter from the editor thats writing it
Just a few quick words before igniting it
Relax, kick back, or shake your ass to enlightenment
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Writer(s): Armando Acevedo Ii
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