I feel like I’m tied to the post feelin the pain of the whip
Lashes are rainin down on me from my head down to my hips
From my hips down to my toes
My bobdy sways with the blows
The licks cut deeper than the blade of a knife
I could live by book or the sword and still have the same life
It doesn’t matter what we’re taught, its all irrelevent lessons
We’ll still feel the pain of poverty and the recsession
The recession is a big man sent here to dictate
He beats us and fills our lives with nothin but stress and hate
I’ve decided to use my words to be a flame ignighter
I am somthing like a 21st century freedom fighter
The people who work for a living are the very same
Along with righteous proble solvers fightin with their brains
We all come armed with a flame in our heart
Whether we’re breaking our backs or making enlightening art
We are an army of soldiers marching into battle
Trying to turn this world around and make it rattle
I’m just a soldier low in ranks marching with them
Trying to pry open the eyes of all the blind rich men
