Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rembert
Performer
Ghost DaBrahli
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Antonio Bryant
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rembert
Producer
Lyrics
They barely alive, they live in a jungle of lies
Tied, an en-tangled in vines²
They wait, and dangle,
They need an angle just to survive
Pride mangled inside, but you couldn't tell ⁴
What kinds of anguish they hide
From the exterior shell
Thats just because they bury it well,
You don't even care for their hell⁶
You got a lot of product, you want them to sell
With no option to fail, they gotta prevail⁸
When you depressed, who bring you out of the well
Pressed charges, arrest you let em rot in cell¹⁰
You lock stock and barrel, they pop lock on you
Scarecrows
Cause you not gone share those crops ¹²
Cops abusing the power, they snoozing for hours,
As vulnerable in public as a nude in the shower¹⁴
Tv is a tool, they clutch it, shoot da buget to shock ya
Used tune the mood of subjects, to root Chakras¹⁶
Chorus
My people, not evil, non lethal, until you keep em
Upheavaled..they run uphill,
But still equal
Earth's moor,even dirt poor, you regal
What's ci-vil? we in the jungle still
V2
Sometimes things are hard to over stand,
When, no one's within reach to hold your hand
To teach you how to be bold and stand
Free in this land, the home of the brave
My father was the architect, they call me a slave
Say I'm hard pressed and far fetched, so I take
Your arguments to heart with a grain of salt
But I halt if it alters my brain's train of thought⁸
Take a walk with me the park look around,
Do you see the mounds and pyramids
Look here, there it is, it sure is big
Allow me to skew your vision
You will know if you will listen
To your ancient wisdom intuition
We didn't just pave the streets we made em glisten
I can prove it wait, carbon date the sewer system
Something else you might find bizzare
Our major cities are aligned with stars ¹⁶
Chorus
My people, not evil, non lethal, until you keep em
Upheavaled..they run uphill,
But still equal
Earth's moor,even dirt poor, you regal
A tax is a tariff, a tariff is a name
The name of a moor, who sought for more gain
He was good at keeping score, I'm sure your the same
Probably adored a dame, he poured champagne for
Forced to arrange a way to pay for more
He paid for grapes, and enslaved the poor
With investments, collected from bank and shores
Protected cause it can't sank if it's in your⁸
Possession, nine tenths of the law
Law can be a weapon, if you know which one to draw
A straw in abundance creates a strong bond
A bond man can borrow to win against odds
This creates a credit that has to be paid
On the behalf of the debtor, to who issued the claim
A claim, that a promise, made but broke
They put liens on the bonds after they foa for oaths
Written by: Antonio Bryant