Burn, burn, burn the paper screamed out loud Die, die, die, sang the voices in the crowd Lock him up and throw him in a cell He didn't really do it and
Preklad: Obchodné. Slepá justície.
Burn, Burn, Burn the paper screamed out loud Die, Die, Die, sang the voices in the crowd Lock him up and throw him in a cell He didn't really do it and
and justice is served by greed Intolerance and bigotry at its high American justice is all a lie Blinded by a dream that you can't see Democracy and justice
[Lord Jamar - interpolation of Grandmaster Flash's "The Message"] A child is born with no state of mind Blind to the ways of mankind God is smiling on
religion, I hold a nine on the mission, to pull fire on your opposition Revelation was the vision of this Crack the heavens, it's time to bring the business
Scraping for rice and riding in a pre-1960 jalopy My favorite flavour of gas is mustard I'm fuckin a blind hermaphrodite icon and convincin you that it's justice
religion, I hold a nine On the mission, to pull fire on your opposition Revelation was the vision of this Crack the heavens, it's time to bring the business
In a nation under God, individual In a nation under God, individual with liberty In a nation under God, individual with liberty, justice for all In a
got grip and they hold it tight I know your grip will slip, that's if we strive for perfection In the right direction Freedom, justice and equality For
with no real train og thought. The only thing that matters is the numbers that are caught. Nigga's turn the blind eye, making shit difficult. Scarred
blind lead the blind It's the massmedia misleading ya, all them press eateries gets greedier, chasing headlines and deadlines the truth left behind it's primetime and the blind
