Who Will Hear Me? ft. Carol-Anne of Bellewether Lyrics

Eh yo, I wasn't born with a silver spoon/ stuck in my mouth

So any kind of compassion I got/ is trying to spread my wealth

Why you stealing what you got/ when I've never got mine

There's something wrong with our times/ when people crying for a dime

Cause I'm busting my ass/ day in and day out

They easily taking my money/and the sweat off my brow

With tax breaks cause you wealthy/ what's the government doing

I know you paying them off/ and they call it contributions

Thieving politicians/ waging war on the middle class

Destroying family values/ how much longer is this gonna last

Rendering us useless/ like we're clueless and it sickens me

Zeitgeist opens eyes/ and their plot is only thickening

Will your ignorance/ to open up be your doom

Let most of the media/ control your mind too fools

Just to escape/ the cold emotionless vibe

I'm looking up towards the sky/ and wonder If that means I have to die

Will there be future/ better than the past scene

Around the corner/ but not likely in my century

Who will hear/ who will fear change

Who will take charge/ and make it better days

Will there be future/ better than the past scene

Around the corner/ but not likely in my century

Who will hear/ who will fear change

Who will take charge/ and make it better days

Everybody's pressing buttons/ like they dropping them bombs

Same old cliché/ acting like Arnold terminating us all

Yo why I gotta feel/ like I got no life here

Do I gotta build a fall out shelter/ feeling like the end is near

Terrorist tactics/ to steer us living in fear

The only ones instilling that/ is our media here

Owned by the very men/ that have brought injustice

Playing god with our lives/ just thinking we're their subjects

Tracking chips/ soon to be injected

It's hectic/how we're made to believe it's effective

I don't want to be tagged/ like an animal it's frantic yo

The time is now/ to make sure that it tangible

All this security/ believed to be for our safety

When in actuality/ it's chaining us to slavery

Controversy?/ nah just informative pain

Let's take it from an Icon/ and pray for better days

Will there be future/ better than the past scene

Around the corner/ but not likely in my century

Who will hear/ who will fear change

Who will take charge/ and make it better days

Will there be future/ better than the past scene

Around the corner/ but not likely in my century

Who will hear/ who will fear change

Who will take charge/ and make it better days

Yo, building turns to ash/ roaring thunder in the sky

With a mothers head in hands/ is cradled by her child

There's crashing through the city/ explosions all around

Blood tearing off kids faces/ and they're crying with no sound

Black water rolling over/ the neighbouring yards

Roasted bodies like Qu say/ barbequing in their cars

Thunder's drowning out/ all the innocent cries

Shrapnel torn bodies/ yo it's careless genocide

Metal pouring down like rain/ and it be breaking up like glass

Ripping into any flesh/ that be in its blasting path

Looking eye to eye/ as it sits in his hand

Ask's the big dawg why?/ the blast popped it out his head

Lead flowing in the wind/ and then compressing against bone

Lungs be filling up with blood/ with brain matter all on the road

Children painted in the streets/ limbs marinate in blood

Looking down from up high/ did Picasso draw this up?

Will there be future/ better than the past scene

Around the corner/ but not likely in my century

Who will hear/ who will fear change

Who will take charge/ and make it better days

Will there be future/ better than the past scene

Around the corner/ but not likely in my century

Who will hear/ who will fear change

Who will take charge/ and make it better days