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letra de s.o.e - c-slake

i see death, blood, body parts all around
burning cars, tearful eyes, bodies scattered on the ground
there’s a dark cloud orgy ruling the overhead
‘these people are insane’, that’s what i overheard
my heart sinks every time i hear there’s been a bombing
imagining the horror, all those scared people running
charred remains of what used to be called the future
‘the government doesn’t send, my brother just do you jor’
we’re still fighting poverty, they’re blowing up a hustler
mothers burying children, you don’t know what you cost her
hearts losing battles, we’re searching for our daughters
terror flooding in but we still open our borders
our government is caught up in fighting the wrong war
while the terrorists are switching cities like they’re on tour
beheading innocents, playing chess with our lives
the c-i-c is clueless, when would we realise?
the country is in trouble, there’s fear in the land
but the president somehow still thinks that he’s the man
our politics is a joke, ideologies don’t exist
the lies become the truth as long as they persist
we’re losing our ident-ty, i’m tryna keep my sanity
i find peace in the fact that everything is vanity
we are collateral damage to boost account numbers
they create a nice distraction to cover their loud blunders

[skit]

if you think anything happening is mere coincidence
chances are, you are resident under their influence
and the media is the d-ld- of the highest bidder
the tool used to indoctrinate all the brightest readers
there was a time when great men walked n men shook
but hey, your real heroes ain’t even in your textbook
our real history is doctored, the future is like an ex
the future could be a hex, but you only worry ’bout s-x
and they pit us against ourselves, and we fight till the death
feeling like gladiators, until we see what’s left
have you ever downed your weapons, stopped to think for a moment
who exactly is the enemy for whom your guns are loaded
kleptomaniacs feeling fly in public offices
federal reserves frittered away on frivolities
the more i find out, the sicker the sinking feeling
delving into history is really k!lling my spirit
corrupt corruption fighters, tell me who we’re tryna fool
we’re getting burned and we just sit like the tide is cool
vibrant youths but all their motivation died in school
conformity’s sold to him who used to be a fighting bull
bull
bullsh-t

oh we need to change
before we lose ourselves
oh we need to change
before we lose ourselves

- c slake

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