Lyrics

[Akala : Verse 1] Life, Liberty and the pursuit of happiness Those words uttered by the owners of people Problem with being an oppressor Talkin' about freedom Is the people you oppress may start to believe you And act on the words you say And make the owner way How can such noble thoughts come from a wicked source Of course It gives me cause to think Are the words even worth the cost of the ink? If they change their meaning when the powerful say So we can fight for freedom even the freedom to own slaves These words these prostitutes with no standard That sell themselves to anyone who can utter the language And get fucked by the highest bidder So the life is bitter for most We can all toast to the glam and glitter And go ham on twitter And instagram a picture But can't stop the police from executing …children