Letras
Before the dawn breaks, the news flash hot (so heated')
Leaders on the tube with the same plot (repeated')
Dollar bills in the halls of power (they're dealin')
While the lower streets feel the sour (no healin')
Talk of change but it's static noise (just echoes)
Same old tricks, they treat us like toys (child's play)
People needin' hope, not just a vote (we're needin')
But democracy's tune seems stuck in a moat (it's bleedin')
So I sit back with my thoughts contemplatin' (just thinkin')
With the hope that the game starts recalibratin' (need shiftin')
In this land where the leaders clash (they fightin')
Two suits and ties with the same old hash (recyclin')
I'm fed up with the games they play (it's all talk)
While the real issues just fade away (they just walk)
People hurtin' and the streets be cryin' (they bleeding')
While the chiefs of state keep on lyin' (misleading)
If they ain't workin' for the people's route (what's the point)
Then the voice of the streets gonna scream and shout (we anoint)
And while I'm standing on the edge, just peepin' (just watchin')
Wonder if the change we seek is still breathin' (or it's stoppin')
In the heart of the struggle, the everyday fight (the struggle's real)
Two leaders in the ring but they
Ain't throwin' the right (no punches land)
Debates on the screen like a prime-time show (all for show)
But the people on the ground
They just blow for blow (they take the hits)
Promises made, but they vanish like smoke (now you see it)
While the folks at the bottom are losin' hope (now you don't)
Talkin' change, but the scene's just a rerun (same old scene)
Askin' what's the use if the work ain't begun? (where's the work?)
I'm talkin' 'bout real life, not just campaigns (the real deal)
Time to heal the pain, not just playin' the game (no more playin')
I flip the channel, but it's all the same script (just repeatin')
Democracy's heart seems to slowly have skipped (where's the beatin')
Red and blue divided, yeah, they both complicit (sides are taken)