Class War - Wisdom In Chains

One day I opened my eyes and I saw the world in a whole new light

There are barriers everywhere that go unseen

Man made borders falling in between

Lines that separate blacks and whites

Browns, yellows and reds.

We all should unite

The real line separate the rich and the poor

And money is the root of every single war

Let’s start a class war

It could be the last war

We’ll kill all their laughter

When we kill off the masters

We’ve been getting shit on since money was born

And now I got kids, so it hurts me more

Fuck your authority it doesn’t mean shit

There’s no power like a working man fist

I swear I’ll always be true to the cause

And steal my bread from a rich man paws

I’ll take what I want till I want no more

And never give a fuck about rich man laws

Let’s start a class war

It could be the last war

We’ll kill all their laughter

When we kill off the masters

Have you had enough?

Cause I’ve had enough

Let’s start the fire to burn Babylon.

Go!

It’s not fair but nothing ever is

So why’s the apple always on their side of the fence?

Take what you want from the greedy pig pockets

And cut them back down to size