What would you like me to say
That everything's going to be okay?
I don't want to tell you a lie
By saying everything is alright
Everything is alright
But everything is not alright
Everything is not alright
Everything is not alright
[Werd]
Obnoxious, but that's honest
Drop a bomb on the track like I.D.F. forces
Rocking the land like a rocket launches
In Gaza to kill some kid's the choice is
Speak up, or keep shut, the media fear us
When you don't fear them, the games up
So Jesus, let's put down the paintbrush
They coloured in the world and we bought the t-shirt
Take a dove, paint it black, make it unloved
Snap the olive branch and give it back to wee cunt
Now it knows human touch and how we judge
Next steal the nest, sell it back or fuck it up
Man, the earth is so fucked up
Salt in the dirt made us all not grow up
Not evolve, not at all, we all stalled
All crawl, all toil, coil, I am fed up
Could be a hero my halo is gone
I'll end up a zero on same old songs
Here is my ego was once so strong
So long to this life on the mic re-born
I could be a hero my halo is gone
I'll end up a zero on same old songs
Here is my ego was once so strong
Now here lies the end of my poem, gone
[Riddlah]
If you stand up
The police say; stand back
Put your hands up, who do you think that you are
To have an opinion
The 1% are the only people winning
We're living in strange times
Some of this shit just don't seem right
But some of these people just looking for a fight
Because the media is busy controlling their minds
We just want to break free
Try all you want, but you can't break me
Please don't hate me
All I've done is speak truth lately
The world has lost the plot
And dropped a lot of bombs
I've talked a lot and rocked a lot of songs
Not forgot that what was taught was wrong
But we've made our bed
Until we're dead and gone
[Werd]
Could be a hero my halo is gone
I'll end up a zero on same old songs
Here is my ego was once so strong
So long to this life on the mic re-born
I could be a hero my halo is gone
I'll end up a zero on same old songs
Here is my ego was once so strong
Now here lies the end of my poem, gone
Life will, leave behind the nicest
Knives kill here but so does kindness
Those with heart need to hide inside it
Because in these times they've sidelined politeness
In this climate, you've got to be mad
Gotta be offended, got to be raj
Or got to pretended to when life is bad
Cause an empath now is the hardest task
Fall back, yeah we keep in-line
Send a tweet online, with you're piece of mind
But they police online, so please be nice
You don't want to end up in a cell tonight
Put back on you're halo
You best just act the angel
Online trolls on payroll
But how about we do that in stereo?
Could be a hero my halo is gone
I'll end up a zero on same old songs
Here is my ego was once so strong
So long to this life on the mic re-born
I could be a hero my halo is gone
I'll end up a zero on same old songs
Here is my ego was once so strong
Now here lies the end of my poem, gone
