Refugees - with their hands raised
Renegades - on a rampage
Genocide - with a mass grave
Dictators - running campaigns
Arms dealers - making big trades
Bush healers - battle new plagues
Old pimps - buying new slaves
Tribe leaders - authorize rape
Verse 1
(Now) Things will never be - like they were before, brand new regime - knocking on my door
No votes cast - on the last reform, weather man laughs - and forecasts a storm
Deep in the dungeon - where I was born, homies lose hands - when their arms are sore
Kids start as young - as the age of four, dying from disease - when we got the cure
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Running up trees - when the streets are torn, in the jungle - can't nobody read a peace accord
Live by the knife - and die by the sword, ak47s - all that diamonds could afford
Heard it's a holy war - in the name of the Lord, read the holy word - but the names were forged
Drilling in the dirt - till we hit the core, shelling all the ships - as they hit the shore
Refugees - with their hands raised
Renegades - on a rampage
Genocide - with a mass grave
Dictators - running campaigns
Arms dealers - making big trades
Bush healers - battle new plagues
Old pimps - buying new slaves
Tribe leaders - authorize rape
Verse 2
(Now) Out my window - I hear screams in the night, children malnourished - still getting up in the fight
Top floor of the factory - with a cotton allergy, fleeing from atrocity - and crimes against humanity
Castle in decay - since day of the colony, presidential palace - to the house of debauchery
Heard the separatist - separated over policy, heard supreme leader - fabricated his biography
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Heard the syndicates - have infiltrated the economy, heard their trading people - at the market for commodity
(Follow me) through the slum - the ghetto and the shantytown, where the local gang - is too quick to pull your panty down
Use to be a holy place - now just a battleground, tear on the elders face - reflecting on the body count
Heard the infantry - is raiding every house, with no dignity - wiping natives out
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