we want change

Weapons that i circulate around the country

So anywhere i go im always close to a pumpy

I put a burner on the island of lundy

So if ive got the leave the country ill be comfy

My biggest weapon is the spirit of god

Although we have a thew religions our religion is lost

The spiritual cost is that we bang on the streets

A global warfare for the glamorous elites

They want me back were the hoodrats stand on the streets

I must be released im working on a plan for the beast

So if they wana kill me its a ar15

That im going to wave at a bravehearts windscreen