• They've set down rules and laws for us to follow
    And given the issues, I see no tomorrow
    Not for us, not for me people
    Don't hate on us, don't drag us under your steeple
    For "corrective rehabilitation treatment"
    But thats where all the Greats went,
    So all you do is reenforce our ideals
    So make me your martyr, prepare my last meal
    Cause if you set me up upon those gallows
    I swear to you, despite fear and shadows
    We will stand up and we will fight
    You call it insubordanate we call it Right-
    ous action under the peoples desire
    Try to smother one of us, you'll just spread the fire.
    We may be embers, but thoghether we blaze
    And now in front of your unfounded narssicism we raise
    Our fists with our tools of trade
    Music, ink, but never a blade.
    We will shed no blood, but win a war
    Until your so called rightousness is no more
    let this ink be like bullets and rip through those closed minds
    Like the knife of justice rps open closed blinds
    Let our light shine thorugh and see what you've done
    Cause until your gone, our turmoil will never be done
    Rise my brothers! Rise my ken!
    Through our rebellion,
    IT
    WILL
    END!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!