Hands

Sick of racin rats, racist trash, apple pie yellow cheese yellow bellied shook ass
The type to fight plights with blind strikes, shooting in the dark like a real life button mash
Files corrupt, system is fucked people are cucked bankrollin the diggers of the muck
Pumping the crude, accruing the cut- it's 10 courses on the table
And we on the floor fighting for crumbs
Tell me what's the benefit of keeping your cream where it can't be seen?
And they spend it on the guns
That they turn around and point at the innocent ones
Indigenous ones, anyone with an accent can get done
Time to take the money and run!
Refusing to fund the killers of the parts of the sum that's part of the sun
Mankind, the son of mother nature has lost touch with the roots
Raped her and stuck her neck in a noose

I want my money back
I want my country back
I want my money back
I want my country back
We want our money back
We want our country back
We want our money back
We want our country back

Shit rolls downhill. Pipe burst- oil spill
Drills in a standstill instead of being dismantled
Barack and the cops at the top in a gridlock
Waiting for some election instead of just saying stop
It looks like profits and policy supersede basic needs and trump all types of treaty
Greedy greedy robbin the needy
Blood splatter graffiti on the hills
And the planes and the forest and the trees
And the rivers and the streams and the screams
And the prayers and the silence- no water for the free
The stains of pain sustain parts of the brain
That refrain from walking unarmed in open terrain
It's hard to stay peaceful when people ain't treated as equals
And civil wars got upcoming sequels
Ain't no squashin beef
Til the national guard and police on they knees bowin kissin at the feet

I want my money back
I want my country back
I want my money back
I want my country back
We want our money back
We want our country back
We want our money back
We want our country back



Credits
Writer(s): C Murphy
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