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Violence Without a Cause

This song is by Zearle.

They use their press skillfully to make
The world think that I'm calling on violence period
And I wouldn't call on anybody to be violent without a cause
Desperadoes exposed to your bullshit lies no more
We fight in the name of the poor
Those with no clothes oppose the rich 1%
Lets hit the streets and make a dent
With slogans and banners
We vent, they've got us fighting cops
But we want those diablos at the top
They gotta a brain
And not CNN and FOX
Making our brain rot
Build or destroy
It's time we chose
We goes to blows
Like Jesus on the 7th day we rose
From our drugged slumber
It starts with us
And we've increased in number
On with our best rhythms
The walls of the wicked I climb
It's the people's time
We'll crush the rich
The self-made divine
Screw globalization
It's just imperialism
With a new face, man
Separated by race, religion and station
To the real wealth, we have no relation
Perpetrated by class and most importantly the cash delivery
Bust our ass or we're second rated
We want freedom and emancipation
No more of your greedy dreams
We've be chasing, believe in the system
You must still be basing
I pity the cop who wrote ya
Who hath driven up (unintelligible)
(Recording)
They use their press skillfully to make
The world think that I'm calling on violence period
And I wouldn't call on anybody to be violent without a cause
We're tired of being so poor
Don't listen to the rich no more
Is it fair that I make it
While my comrades lay wasted
I have no patience for
Bigots and racists
I smile to a billion faces
Cruising through life, because I refuse to race
And, it's a wrong tail that we're chasing
Such suffering, hell on earth is whatcha making
We're just frying in this pan like bacon
You're just one leaf against the wind
Times are getting rough
We're hard pressed to win
Tempoess I can't ride with them
Ride with me, it's time to a take a risk
It's time to crush the rich
Barren features
Uncaring politicians and bullshit speeches
Climbing over the carcasses of rich
To get these pieces
I'll reverse the hearse
Put the heads on the rich one
I've been caught, I want release
Walking the razors edge
Under the gun I blow
Kisses the piece
Looking down, toes to the edge of the ledge
I fledge, fist to the sky
Heard some god with tears in my eye
In the head, they driven a wedge
No fish in my ned, it's just dredge
No wishes paid from my labor are unbled
No one understands like my comrades
And my family
From capitalism, I'm on the lamb
Making pearls from these grains of sand
For peace and justice I stand
Holding high my fisted right hand
My muzzle flashes for the masses
Blood brother for those who share my class
Surrogate mother, if you watch my back
Teach a hungry a man to fish, then teach a poor man
Why he'll never be rich
Why he'll never be rich

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