When The Rich Wage War, Its The Poor Who Die
Turn my mic up louder, I got to say something.
Lightweights step it aside when we come in.
Feel it in your chest, the syllables get pumping.
People on the street, they panic and start running.
Words on loose leaf sheet complete coming.
I jump on my mind I summon the rhyme of dumping.
Healing the blind I promise to let the sun in.
Sick of the dark ways we march to the drum and
jump when they tell us that they want to see jumping.
Fuck that, I want to see some fist pumping.
Risk something, take back what's yours
Say something that you know they might attack you for
cause I'm sick of being treated like I have before.
Like it's stupid standing for what I'm standing for.
Like this war is really just a different brand of war.
Like it doesn't cater the rich and abandon the poor.
Like they understand you in the back of the jet,
When you can't put gas in your tank.
These fuckers are laughing their way to the bankand cashing their check
asking you to have compassion and to have some respect.For a leader so nervous in an obvious way.
Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
and the rest of the world watching at the end of the day
in the living room laughing like what did he say? Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen In my living room watching, I am not laughing.
'Cause when it gets tense, I know what might happen.
The world is cold, The bold men take action.
Have to react or get blown into fractions.10 years old is something to see
Another kid my age drug under a jeep
taken and bound and found later under a tree,
I wonder if he had thought the next one could be me.
Do you see? The soldiers they're out today.
They brush the dust from bulletproof vests away.
It's ironic, at times like this you pray,
But a bomb blew the mosque up yesterday.
There's bombs in the busses, bikes, roads,
inside your markets, your shops, your clothes
My dad, he's got a lot of fear I know
but enough pride inside not to let that show.
My brother had a book he would hold with pride
A little red cover with a broken spine.
On the back he hand wrote a quote inside,
"When the rich wage war, it's the poor who die." meanwhile, the leader just talks away
Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
and the rest of the world watching at the end of the day
both scared and angry like what did he say? Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen. With hands held high
into a sky so blue
the ocean opens up
to swallow you. With hands held high
into a sky so blue
the ocean opens up
to swallow you. With hands held high
into a sky so blue
the ocean opens up
to swallow you. With hands held high
into a sky so blue
the ocean opens up
to swallow you. With hands held high
into a sky so blue
the ocean opens up
to swallow you. With hands held high
into a sky so blue
the ocean opens up
to swallow you.
Lightweights step it aside when we come in.
Feel it in your chest, the syllables get pumping.
People on the street, they panic and start running.
Words on loose leaf sheet complete coming.
I jump on my mind I summon the rhyme of dumping.
Healing the blind I promise to let the sun in.
Sick of the dark ways we march to the drum and
jump when they tell us that they want to see jumping.
Fuck that, I want to see some fist pumping.
Risk something, take back what's yours
Say something that you know they might attack you for
cause I'm sick of being treated like I have before.
Like it's stupid standing for what I'm standing for.
Like this war is really just a different brand of war.
Like it doesn't cater the rich and abandon the poor.
Like they understand you in the back of the jet,
When you can't put gas in your tank.
These fuckers are laughing their way to the bankand cashing their check
asking you to have compassion and to have some respect.For a leader so nervous in an obvious way.
Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
and the rest of the world watching at the end of the day
in the living room laughing like what did he say? Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen In my living room watching, I am not laughing.
'Cause when it gets tense, I know what might happen.
The world is cold, The bold men take action.
Have to react or get blown into fractions.10 years old is something to see
Another kid my age drug under a jeep
taken and bound and found later under a tree,
I wonder if he had thought the next one could be me.
Do you see? The soldiers they're out today.
They brush the dust from bulletproof vests away.
It's ironic, at times like this you pray,
But a bomb blew the mosque up yesterday.
There's bombs in the busses, bikes, roads,
inside your markets, your shops, your clothes
My dad, he's got a lot of fear I know
but enough pride inside not to let that show.
My brother had a book he would hold with pride
A little red cover with a broken spine.
On the back he hand wrote a quote inside,
"When the rich wage war, it's the poor who die." meanwhile, the leader just talks away
Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
and the rest of the world watching at the end of the day
both scared and angry like what did he say? Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen. With hands held high
into a sky so blue
the ocean opens up
to swallow you. With hands held high
into a sky so blue
the ocean opens up
to swallow you. With hands held high
into a sky so blue
the ocean opens up
to swallow you. With hands held high
into a sky so blue
the ocean opens up
to swallow you. With hands held high
into a sky so blue
the ocean opens up
to swallow you. With hands held high
into a sky so blue
the ocean opens up
to swallow you.