Pushers and politicians often move
With the same rhythm
You speak of government
My thoughts are cynical
So, while we're focused on the pinnacle
They getting paid off everything
They label criminal
They not overturning then sentences
Pouring in remembrance dream of Americana
No 'semblance to what they know
Liquor in the cup watching curbs grow
My man gave me 2, he's trying to stack 4
See plenty dough, like a pizza shop
Got preachers buying jets
Stealing from their flock
Pop, pop, lost innocence
Pouring in remembrance
Praying for us sinners
No difference between the two
Fountain of youth for the chosen few
Want to control the population
Poisoning the food
We got money for wars, can't feed the poor
2pac was on to something
Maybe more but we'll never know

Eyes wide open, Lord, and I can't see
This is for the people, right?
Eyes wide open, Lord, and I can't see
Wonder how they sleep at night
Eyes wide open, Lord, and I can't see
But it's for the people, right?
Eyes wide open, Lord, and I can't see

I'm spitting Alex Jones
With immortal technique
Infowars from the sheikhs
Love's going to get you
Manipulate the feature though
Barack should have brought your ass
Home a week ago
Love decided by the color of skin
Love subverted by the need to fit in
Society, why are we watching CNN
The White House put me back to sleep again
Hatred killed another unarmed black
Hard to land on my feet like a one-armed cat
We dying, Mr president, you're lying
Mr president
If Heaven got a hot spot, you're frying
Mr president
Democrat, Republican, push the same agenda
Global euthanasia by United Nation members
Insomniac, don't be mad at me
I see the knife
Put your hands where my eyes can see
Wide open

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Writer(s): BAS BASTIAAN E GRAAFF DE, ILCO SLIKKER, JEROEN J KIKKERT, MAURITS S WESTERIK, VINCENT E LEMMEN