Stand To Loose

Social discrace we're livin' in
Everybody takin not givin in
Been promised a thousand times,
better life but all we got is lies.

You call street violence a social ill
In your business suits your doin the same thing
The only reason that puts you on throne
Is that you never followed the [bad word] rules you wrote

The sight of our dying
Brings tears to my eyes
My blood tells me I gotta keep tryin
To get out of here alive

Keep tryin to get out of here alive

Social discrace we're livin' in
Everybody takin not givin in
Been promised a thousand times,
better life, but all we got is lies.

This world ain't changin, It's only getting worse
Its our own [bad word] leaders who put fuel to this curse
Fear will arm the oppressed
Pain will arm the chosen
You chose to be feared
You kill to get killed.