Testo di 'The Clash (A Call To Arms)' di Shing02

Hey world, won't you take a time out and listen
no room for dissin' your brother your kin
learn the lesson?
what have we got ourselves in?
decades in the making, seconds till they rake in
the token, the toll, the fruits of our labor
of love disappear airborne like vapors
officials run digital capers, nil paper
system overhaul now pay for favors

Expand your attention span
divide and conquer their plan
so blatant so why fold to a bluffing hand
go for the jugular and push them chips
on the river card house wins again, what a trip
it's a classic slip like banana peels
at the end of each day, it's a mass appeal
yeah a fixed game designed to end in collection
give a credit to the machine and it's pinching
like a live wire thirsty for tension
universal curse from the next dimension
hence when the time come beware the henchmen
bloke, get ready to pull out the cold linchpin
the fifth wheel to the coach ain't no pimpin
the ride like a fallen kingpin, the imprints
on the neck like a livestock on limping
from the overdose of chemicals, olymping
gold to the folk who stand up fist pumping
ode to the cure for all that fix symptoms
hold the bingeing, I'm searching
alternatives to fuel that burns in engines
and I hear men slaughter for oil, nah we need water for soil
grow seeds to feed the needy funk the greedy
natural resource better be a freebie
catch'em in the act, get grilled in a tepee
original landscapes claimed on repo
the criminals make crops unable to reproduce
and the juice that we drink is lethal?
soon enough spring water banned illegal
now I am not here to rehash the same ol' problems
to preach to the choir or pretend I know them
I don't even go there, even if it's for dare
truth shall remain a myth and it's cold here

come on
a call to arms with intelligence
spiritual belligerence
fire bullets of benevolence
direct to the heart
lodged in the chamber, pumped from the ventricle
and out the aorta,
travel up the brain, the brain
then unchain the chain!
freedom of speech resurrected from the drain
saved from the gutter salvaged from the sewers
last days fertilize grass-roots maneuvers!

oh the world in peace is so hard to imagine
as long as the rich take the poor to the cleaners and back,
colonial checks baloney yo
debtors and trespassers turn their masters
into the masses for a quick trial
unanimous vote leave'em out in the wild
see how they do caked up in vanity
out of their zoo with a fixed capacity
wow, hold up watch the commentary fail
to capture the essence of a common fairy tale
the african dream, american nightmare,
european calender, and asian agenda
go check the facts written in history
I mean lies justified like it's some mystery
ayo wise up we're in the same scenario
must be "the clash" predicted years ago
all for the cha-ching the serpents deceive us
much to their chagrin the wrath they receiveth
can't stop the bum rush nor will the behemoth
non-fiction for all you non-believers
critical news spread faster than a fever
sending out the message to all amps and receivers
one, two radio interference, bombs depot
dropped on the innocent people
now you know why some face prison for speaking
the kind of knowledge some risk lives for seeking
keep the light shining defend the beacon
recognize who slave you except for weekends

a call to arms with intelligence
spiritual belligerence
fire bullets of benevolence
direct to the heart
lodged in the chamber, pumped from the ventricle
and out the aorta,
travel up the brain, the brain
then unchain the chain!
freedom of speech resurrected from the drain
saved from the gutter salvaged from the sewers
last days fertilize grass-roots maneuvers

who used up the oxygen and spewed out the toxins,
fused the atomic and separated the hydrogen
who? take a look in the mirror, it's you
who feeds the beast the milk it needs just to please
lest we breathe, make us think like the
less we breathe the better off for the scenery
hell no, viva la vida!
the beat goes on, it's the right we keep
whether you awake asleep alone afraid astray away,
okay, you stay ahead the black sheep riding a jeep
cuz the plot runs deep, and it only gets deeper
like the bottom of the sea in an one-seater

hey World, won't you take a time out and listen
no room for dissin' your brother your kin
learn the lesson?
what have we got ourselves in?
decades in the making, seconds till they rake in
the token, the toll, the fruits of our labor
of love disappear airborne like vapors
officials run digital capers, nil paper
system overhaul now pray to save us