Ghetto 101 -

All your past is in silence looks at you.

What they see their eyes can’t believe.

And they’re crying with shame

Because you’re doing the fucking same

As was done to all your people in the past.

The ghettos imposed,

It’s all the same I suppose,

It just depends who holds the bloodied stick.

So take down your walls

And silence all your guns

Because we are tired

Of singing this same bloody song

Your walls divide

This land you slowly steal

Echoes of your past amplifies their please.

Children are stoned

On their way to schools you close.

Demolitions, gas, and gods

To choke young dreams.

The blood of your past gone

Flows with those you now strike down

It’s just a changing of a bloodied crown

So take down your walls

And silence all your guns

Because we are tired

Of singing this same bloody song

So take down your walls

And listen to their calls

For the simple human right to be free