Ska - Son Of A Gun lyrics

Raise your gla**es high, higher than most I'd like to give the rich this nice toast A Molotov co*ktail And as they burn I cap all who prevail I walk away from the scene of the crime Cause no way in hell am I doing time And as I get out into the city I see how this is so gritty Pimps strutting round wearing their money CEO's walk with their bought honey's And boys from the dumps sitting in the cell The place that they once called home is a man made hell They doing hard time for some dank a** dope While well known devils are appraised by the pope And the need for speed, is powered by greed And the whole world runs on hate Fate? Nah My sons gonna be a son of a gun If I live long enough to have children One day he'll look up and see me On every newspaper in his city Holding a world engulfing in black and white With my want of humanity I did fight I'll change the world through my ways And im gonna make the world pay Blinded by the darkness push em into the light They stand facing the firing squad with their fright They look to me asking for humanity and I say “This Is” as the bullets start to spray Sitting on their towers of coin gold Trying to reach heaven with the money then own And when they die, they fall down Hitting everyone they done wrong on their way to hell You gotta rise up, fight for what's right To live in a world encased in light And all that jazz, you gotta make a pa** To stop the world in it's tracks The shadow of the tyrant Is not permanent Knock him off his high horse, he fall to the cement I'm coming from modern Babylon And this sh** that I be standing on Be pure destruction of man's corruption Is it fate? Nah Just hate Cause my sons gonna be a son of a gun If I live long enough to have children He'll grow up not knowing hate Cause ima grow up erasing that fate Of hate off the world's slate