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Down Presser

Down Pressers had a plan to keep the whole haul
Without sharing with others, no love at all
Running around with their backs to the wall
Little after that they make a world call
Relieve deprivation suffered by all
Afraid of the day when Babylon fall

Now inner city ghetto gunshots repeat
Young and the old start admitting defeat.
With reason a fear everyday on the street
When summer time comes a rise in the heat
Many young dying will drop at our feet
We know it's not funny, being poured on this neat.
Oppressors it's time that we all understand
Just what it is that is truly at hand
Raping the earth and stealing the land
Divide and conquer as part of your plan
Ammunition and guns trade in search of more
Creating suffering in the art of war
No financial costs could even the score
On how many hearts and souls you've tore

Survival of the strongest is how you play
Murder and trickery that very first day
Sending this world into such disarray
Are you to blame, well what should I say?

That very first day you sailed your long ships
International slavery chained bound and whipped,
Half of the world into an empire
Both hands on a bible, while breathing out fire.
Discovery you claim, now we know your a liar
Sold out your soul, just to gain your desire
Now building space ships you want to reach higher
With all your might using all of your power.

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