I was not born under a rhyming planet
Just a desperate world, obsessed with wealth
The quest for sales, pressures precious men and girls to reject and disrespect themselves
When weapons sell to hungry countries only d**h prevails
This planet sickens me
The way man has managed to man handle land and dignity
Scams of industry, enforced by a savage military
Planning civilly to literally damage visionaries
Who vanish physically like Aborigines
You can brandish your cannons, We brandish banished history
You act as if resistance is ugly
And Imperialism is lovely
Mention Colonialism, here in Britain it's touchy
But your peers can live in luxury off the back of dead countries
You say it's complicated and the details aren't clear
But what about the people of Diego Garcia
Your Majesty's army drove an entire population from their homes
To make way for an American Military Base
So in the eyes of humanity, Britain isn't very great
Diego Garcia, the same Military Base the wars on Iraq and Afghanistan were launched from
Everyday more bombs are bought from BAE Systems, and if that's right, then tell me, what do you call wrong?
If the Balfour Declaration is remembered from Tel Aviv to Gaza then
Why is it not remembered where it was signed? In the Houses of Parliament
Like the freedom cried from Steve Biko's eyes
People tried to read inbetween my lines
But my message clear if you heed it right
Bad things will always happen when you attempt to play God with other people's lives
I refuse to co-sign your evil crimes
In fact I reject your feeble lies
That kept my people blind
Saying "nothing can change, so why even try? "
Because humanity is something we should bleed and die to keep alive
They fear those who weep, because the tears are so deep
A guilty conscious won't sleep, It lives in fear with no peace
So it's not just words when your hearing Lowkey
When you listen to me you can hear my soul speak