Final Decision

(Beg for forgiveness...)

[Verse 1:]
Power to the people, mother fucker!
Now report on your conscience
There's evil undercover all the corporate board nonsense
Forces that walk upon us flauntin' the promise of a new world
But all the talk is bollocks
I been inspired by the globe, seen tyrants overthrown
By tyrants of the throne, like giants tryna own
All the resources so beanstalk climbers don't ya know
That you'll never get the golden egg to buy a nicer home?
So why try? You might die fightin'
But you won't be a pawn in the system where the poor are the victim
And my advice is so contradictory at times
'Cos I'm blinded by the clones of an industry that shines
Imagery and signs of the misery that hides
Has made me crazy; now a visionary resides
In this skin of mine intertwined with a bitter rhyme
It's powerful music from the wisdom in my mind
It's the sound of a movement I choose to represent
For humans who get rejected and move from residence
'Cos huge debts are loomin' in this globalised planet
And you and I are who decide to go and buy crap
It's time to wise up and override that want to transact
Stop and stand back, look at what this land has
And what man scrapped to jam-pack a plan rat race
That they want to take place (Where?)
Everywhere

[Chorus]
I won't sit back and just wait for a change
And I won't back companies and slavery trades
But I will strive for a difference, will rival the system
Be better; that's my Final Decision

[Verse 2]
Since I captured the sentiments of activist Mexicans
Well, I'm just fired up and have to express it in a rap
This Is Hip Hop!
'Cos NAFTA's oppression of Chiapas has led to men startin' a revolution from the scraps that were left to them
Action from veteran farmhands that can't stand the lack of respect for them
From economists with ads for some excellent change
Preposterous with fractions of evidence
To claims that the offerings of free trade are prosperous
A way to enslave a cheap labour populous
And mold 'em into soldiers of the Freemason obelisk
And it's not told to us that we pay to profit this
So each day I seek ways to make it obvious
On tracks in combat with green-faced apologists
Who we pay to degrade the commoners
A poor nation, subordination, or communist? Ha!
But there's much more to 'em if you just walk to a different drumbeat in countries that aren't all new and glossed up by the companies
That run raw fuel & [?] fire marketing
In my mind there's burnt images of kids
Living in the pits of Earth worth millions with a stitch
But of course it's only my words; ignore it if you wish
Ignore it if you like; I've heard ignorance is bliss

[Chorus]
I won't sit back and just wait for a change
And I won't back companies and slavery trades
But I will strive for a difference, will rival the system
Be better; that's my Final Decision