This is a Hip Hop song with me rapping over the beat. I hope you all like it.
Artist: Rek Law
Track: Who Can We Trust
Verse
Who the fuck do you trust in the power seats?
From the parliaments and the palaces,
They the ones wit army backin' and they stole land,
We got nothin' but a half chance, if that... man,
Even that glint of hope can be snatched away,
When they steal our benefits or crumbs off our plates,
What do they do wit the money, its so sickenin',
Throw it in the drain, buyin' 50 quid roast chicken,
So while they fat asses gettin' richer,
We get zilch, coz we fail to see the picture,
All hail to see the queen depict ya countries dignity,
Certain rights slowly taken away to reduce liberty,
Couldn't even put a Union Jack in my bedroom window,
Cant do that, but they'll let you smoke some endo,
The BNP, just a bunch of racist MP's,
You wonder why I screw up the vote slip they sent me,
Like Michael Moore said, a dirty school ballot box,
Knock on my door again, I'll smack ya wit these salad tongs,
Its not right, its not wrong, this world's white,
People aren't surprised; I don't even know why you fight,
Men like to beef; its gut instinct, a tireless shitty habit,
Do you get excited when you kick and stabbin'?
As time goes on, we get these dangerous gasses,
White thugs walkin' round kickin' people's asses,
You want me to tell you, what its like where I live,
Its comes to somethin' when ya daren't walk down ya own street,
Enemies approachin' from every crevice,
Beggars askin' you if ya can spare any pennies,
Life is somethin' you should pick up and cherish,
I wanna kick the fuck outta that guy that said it,
Gettin' to the shop is a chore, if ya left ya door open,
Burglars sneak in and walk out wit the TV and your oven,
Vandals in spite breakin' my brother's car mirror,
It's fucked up, when ya stickin' plastic bags over the windows,
When its lights out, you hear tortured screams die out,
The next mornin' you find out, woman raped by mindless crime louts,
And you think I don't get pissed off by this,
Arsonists burnin' down houses and killin' harmless starvin' kids,
You beef wit Rek and think it's the end of the world,
Look a fuckin' round you, can't you see other people's problems are worse,
Shit dawg, don't you get pissed off too?
By the shit that ya see around you.
