TIT pt.II

[Hook: MC N]
We all feel pain going through the years
Feel shame when hoping to be our peers
Lord, I'm reaping the token of all the tears
That provoked me, soaked my soul in petty cheers

[Verse 1: MC N]
This free society is nothing but a joke to me
How can we live amidst this thievery spree?
Inside my mind I can't find a place to rest
There is too much pride putting pressure on my chest
Tell the victims of this system, do you want a chance?
Do you know a way crash, to end this theft?
Remember what Lenin said about the press
How it can transgress, organize the mass
Tell me, do you see this state of dishonest jest
If you could postulate the mess, the great public unrest
You would understand the concern that I'm trying to pass
Comprehend why this government prevents your chance
To become the best
It's a system of oppression, masked by men
Who address distress every now and then
If you can guess the primary query in their memory
Don't waste your energy with a quest on poverty
Just rest in peace

[Verse 2: MC N]
Everyday my mind is witness to this crime
People getting' in line to pay for useless shrines
It's a complete violation of their human rights
By the nation that's supposed to be there by their side
My frustration would not persist, it would cease to exist
If this system could find a way to somehow subsist
Is there a way to dismiss this eclipsed pathway
That's been the same, been resistant to any change