Twinkle

They don't know their language

They don't know their God

They take what they're given

Even when it feels odd

They say their grandfathers and grandmothers work hard for nothing

And we still in this ghetto

So they end up in prisons

They end up in blood

They keep us uneducated, sick and depressed

They end up in blood

Doctor, I'm addicted, now I'm under arrest

They end up in blood

We makin' mo' money than a muthafucka

They end up in blood

With no choices, there's no hope for us

They end up in blood

Started with a rhyme from old ancient times

Decendents of warlocks, witches with ill glitches

Children of the matrix be hittin' them car switches

Seen some virgin Virgos hangin' out with Venus bitches

Started with a rhyme from old ancient times

Decendents of warlocks, witches with ill glitches

Children of the matrix be hittin' them car switches

Seen some virgin Virgos hangin' out with Venus bitches

Started with a rhyme from old ancient times

Decendents of warlocks, witches with ill glitches

Children of the matrix be hittin' them car switches

Seen some virgin Virgos hangin' out with Venus bitches

Started with a rhyme from old ancient times

Decendents of warlocks, witches with ill glitches

Children of the matrix be hittin' them car switches

Seen some virgin Virgos hangin' out with Venus bitches

'Cause they don't know their language

They don't know their God

They take what they're given

Even when it feels odd

They say their grandfathers and grandmothers work hard for nothing

'Cause we still in this ghetto

So they end up in prisons

They end up in blood

They keep us uneducated, sick and depressed

They end up in blood

Doctor I'm addicted, now I'm under arrest

They end up in blood

We makin' mo' money than a muthafucka

They end up in blood

With no choices, there's no hope for us

They end up in blood

They end up in blood

They end up in blood

They end up in blood

We makin' mo' money than a muthafucka

They end up in blood

If we have no choices then we're gonna fuck up

They end up in blood

They keep us uneducated, sick and depressed

They end up in blood

Doctor I'm addicted, now I'm under arrest

We makin' mo' money than a muthafucka

They end up in blood

If we have no choices then we're gonna fuck up

I don't have to tell you things aren't good

Everybody knows things aren't good

We know the air is unfit to breathe and out food is unfit to eat

Young punks are running the street, no one knows just what to do and there's no end to it

The dollar buys a penny's worth, banks are going under

Coppers keeping a gun under the counter

We sit watching our idiotboxes while some local anchorman tells us that today

We've had eighteen murders and eighty violent crimes as if that were the way things were supposed to be

We know times are bad, worse than bad

People are crazy

It's like everything everywhere is going utterly mad

So we never leave our homes

We sit in our comfy abodes while the world is getting smaller

And we say "Come on! At least leave us alone in our family rooms"

"Let me have my microwave and my flatscreen and my 20-inch wheels and I won't say anything"

"Just leave us alone"

Well, I'm not gonna leave you alone

I want you to get angry

I don't want you to riot, I don't want you to protest

I won't tell you to write your senator because I won't know what to tell you to tell him

I don't know what to do about the recession and the inflation and the crime in the street

All I know is that you've got to get mad

You've got to say, "I'm a human being, dammit!"

"My life has value!"