Give me a minute to get things in order
History's twisted and memories shorter
Hearing them say that the son can't be blamed
For all of the sins of the father
Why should we bother? For decades they conquered
Robbing the people to further their power
Even the heathens is seeing the reason
This nation is failing to prosper
Where is the honor? for the people that's stranded
Coz of the bundles of dollars they ran with
Now that the land is demanding for justice
The clan of the bandits are quiet
Goddamnit, so how'd you get past it?
When they be lining their pockets from rackets
And making deposits? all of the profit
From taking your taxes and being dishonest
Where is your conscience? for the money they have
You're closing your eyes then you open your hands?
You seeing a chance and you're glad to adapt
From a "trapped in the back" to "advanced in the pack"
It's a deal with devil as wicked as them
With no sign of repentance to any extent
Depend on your penchant to sit and pretend
In the end nothing happened with evil intent
You spit on the people when you been defending
Descendants who carry the weight of the sin
Coz their fingers did pull on the trigger by
Standing on top of the grave that they buried us in
Hook (2x):
Never again
Sick of the fiction and myth they depict without making amends
We bigger than them
Assert your dissent because what is a man without taking a stand
