Did you ever stop and realize, work 9 to 5, how complacent we've become, pay your taxes on time, when we think we’re getting older, hang up your fucking vest, those ideas of anarchism are for the mislead young, you're told to grow up, no need to get upset, that it's just a fucking phase, live life with no regret, that there's no need for rebellion, REBELLION, in this corporate endorsed day and fucking age. Look how good we have it in the land of the free, don't take part in their social divide, it's a way to keep us enemies, perpetuate violence, it's a way to keep you climbing, striving for false power, a way to keep us distracted and away from the ugly truth, knowing that you're only as good as your financial worth, because we all know that here in the land of the free, freedom isn't free and voting isn't true democracy. Fuck this crooked system, fuck mediocrity, fuck this falsified freedom, fuck complacency, fuck the feeling of defeat against the powers that be, fuck needing so much money to be a desired human being. We're allowed to fucking protest, we're allowed to speak our minds, oh how gracious of our government to allow us these human rights, our anger for the kinks in the system should never be considered a phase, they shouldn't fade with American complacency or fucking age, we should learn to live for ourselves, create our own society, learn to build our own homes, grow our own food but please, don't punish the earth for being our home, because humans need mother nature and survival means nothing when you're alone. Don't give in to American complacency! Your existence, should not be squandered, your resistance, will not die in vain, it's the fuel that keeps the youth fighting for tomorrow, it pushes our culture to keep progressing into the next conscious generation, that won't stand for this subservient shit, no! Don't you give up on me now! They distract you with internet living, with reality t.v., this over indulgent culture to reprogram the way you think, to dictate the way you live so you're not a problem for their classy society, distracted, non-reactive, patriotic as fuck. fuck the feeling of being expired past the age of 25, fuck this feeling of I’m getting too old for this shit. Don't give up, don't give in, we'll be silenced the day we die, DON'T GIVE UP, DON'T GIVE IN, WE'LL BE SILENCED THE DAY THAT WE DIE!

You’re illegitimate as a human being, where's your paperwork to prove that you're allowed in this country, I don't care how long it is that you've been living here, don't care about the family you've left behind, we've already got your blood, your sweat, and now your tears. Certain sectional raids with the intention to deport, undocumented immigrants, splitting families apart, saying you're “just doing your job” makes you a monster at best, our nations already fought against this or did you already forget, the unfounded phrase of "go back to where you came from" plus the media blurring minds to fear instead of human compassion, to where you can no longer see, the harm, cause or reaction, this is the decline of our future generations. Divide and conquer from the very start, imaginary lines are keeping us apart. It's a shame when you can't feel safe, in your own home, ICE officers beating down your door, demanding your paperwork for your, your existence, no remorse for your life turned upside down, race or religion, the threat yet to be found, demeaning, all intrusive, no-knock raids with the intention to deport, American dream flushed down the toilet never to return. No remorse for your life turned upside down, race or religion the threat yet to be found. No-knock raids with the intention to deport, American dream flushed down the toilet never to return. Is this our new future, another shot at the public, another crooked politician, we know! We've already sent our children and families to fight against this fascist regime and now today on our front doors like nothing has been learned, 6 million lives not lost in vain, history doomed to repeat unless we get the facts straight and learn from those past mistakes. Divide and conquer from the very start, imaginary lines are keeping us apart. It's a shame when you can't feel safe in your own home, ICE officers beating down your door demanding your paperwork, for your, your existence, no remorse for your life turned upside down, race or religion the threat yet to be found, demeaning, all intrusive, no-knock raids with the intention to deport, American dream flushed down the toilet never to return. No remorse for your life turned upside down, race or religion the threat yet to be found. No-knock raids with the intention to deport, American dream flushed down the toilet never to return. You're illegitimate as a human being, where's your paperwork to prove that you're allowed in this country, I don't care how long that you've lived here, don't care about the family you're leaving behind, won't take a second thought to judge you by where you're from, turned back at every border, this country’s full to the max, the idiots in charge have deemed all immigrants terrorists. We can change it on the front line, with our passion, we'll set it all on fire.

Always a war going on inside my head, so many reasons to be pissed or should I be thankful instead, I think about what’s happening around the world and the anger makes me want to cry then I’m reminded of the life I live and am just thankful to be alive, I can at least take comfort that I’m not the only one stuck inside my head, our futures aren't guaranteed so live every moment instead, cause mortality is imminent not just a means to an end, your mortality is imminent not just a means to a fucking end The excuses we put forth do nothing but hold us back, causing insecurities and overall discontent with our day to day living, causing the demons to come out and ruin the good in our lives. why do we do this to ourselves, why can’t we be satisfied, why do we feel the need to divide in order to thrive, why can’t we recognize that every creature on this earth has the will to survive and it’s time for us to be strong and rise! So many opinions from social media to print, trying to mold you into being that perfect person, well we refuse to fit in any pre-disposed mold, we'll set our own standards and fulfill them as we see fit. So join our strengths together to create a better life, there's no give in our vision that personal happiness comes first so pop your comfort bubble and build from the rubble, the strength that it creates will power you through this fucking struggle. You feel trapped as a person caused by your own anxieties, from the world that directly surrounds you, the person you feel pressured into being, you're told to medicate and it'll all be ok now the imprisonment you feel comes from the pills you needed every day. just know that you're not alone, there's tons of us struggling everyday maybe not in the same exact position but in all the same ways, you're not alone, so let’s combine our strengths to face another day. You're not alone so let’s combine our strengths to face another day!

Water is life, water is life DAPL protesters fighting with all they've got Water is life, water is life Can’t you understand their fighting for all of our rights Water is life, water is life Here we go again infringing on basic human rights Non-violent protest, met with militant rage, showing yet again your true colors protecting the rich and not the brave, "just doing your job" , how can you not comprehend it's all of our futures tied into this water and land, standing for our rights, as humans in a peaceful way, then getting met with armed guards fingers on the triggers, ready to strike, well who’s protecting who when lives are expendable in the name of greed, when your conscience tells you no, but all you can say is "get down on your knees"! Standing with the resisters, standing against greed, SIOUX TRIBE, STANDING ROCK, SACRED LAND, we can't let this history repeat. One side run by hate and greed, one by love and facts, there's alternatives to oil all around us, just not so good for all the fat cats, no mass media coverage, cell scrambling towers to keep your vote, silencing those on the front lines, using force when they get "fed up", backed with giant tanks, an army in riot gear, using rubber bullets and batons to injure and ensue fear, what the fuck is wrong with them protecting corporations, rubber bullets, water hoses, next the dogs, get the fuck out of their way! Putting their safety, on the front lines, spreading their message to the public, this can't go ignored! 17 banking companies from all over the world decided they could rape this land just a little bit more, not caring about the damage that's promised to ensue, not caring about the potential deaths or the water ways they poison, the standing rock protectors are not only protecting their sacred land, but giving us warning about a premonition, of a black snake, oil break, destroying our land, this is what these cops decided to defend? 1,172 miles of pipeline, stretched from the Missouri to Mississippi rivers, how many lives do you think will be in danger, how will our ecosystem ever recover, we've taken so much from this land all throughout history, what more do you want, get the fuck out of the way, and remember to thank them next time you take your next sip, then you can decide, was it all really worth it. The moment that they realize that they can’t eat money it's too late. The moment that you realize they can’t eat money it's too late.

This is the plight of the refugee! Someone just like you or me! Wake up in the morning just like any other day then before you know it just like that, the life you've built is taken away, how could this be my home, schools and hospitals up in flames, me and my family stuck in the middle with nowhere safe to turn, caught in gun fire, civil and social unrest, how the fuck are we supposed to survive this fucking slaughter, just wanted a family and a place to lay my head, now fighting for survival instead. the will to survive, the will to fucking fight, the will to protect those you love even though it may mean your own fucking life, there is no promise of tomorrow in any foreign land, no promise that you'll be let in, for this we take a risk and pack up what we can, spend every last dime to flee this war-torn existence, off to a better place, not knowing what’s in store, don't care what it takes, it’s our only escape plan anymore. Where will you go when there’s nowhere left to turn, your social status is valued at nothing and your home goes up in flames, nothing left of your formal life but a warzone full of hate, you hear of a place to survive you'll do whatever it takes. where will you go when there’s nowhere left to turn, social status valued at nothing and your home goes up in flames. the way to our sanctuary is dangerous costly and unguaranteed, but breathing fresh air without sulfur is worth the risk, what would you do when put in this position fleeing for your lives, don't know what’s ahead, all politics set aside, just hoping that the other side will be compassionate and lend a hand with nothing to offer back but hope for humanity and when, this attack on the public settles down who will you be left standing, what if the tables were turned and this tragic story was yours?

Predator! In the mind of a predator, a social fucking predator, in the mind of a predator, stalking preparing to strike, what a fucking vulture, in the mind of a creeper, I’ll never understand it, actions of a fool now, why is it in your mind to subdue, then to take as you please, stripping them of their rights, taking their voice away, keeping them in a prison of their own mind and you’re the only one with the key. You're sick. To you it's just a party, just 'boys being boys', play your cards right the courts won’t even convict, Which is it, liquid, pills or powder, it's a dangerous game that you play, just a sprinkle will do, do something wrong and you’re proud, listen, what's your problem, what is your drug of choice to play your little games, we're not your petting zoo! Your mind is in a blur, feeling nauseous and confused from the night before, crawling around just to pick yourself up off the floor, your mind is in a state, of disbelief and malcontent, where am I at, why do I hurt, I never thought this would happen, not happen to me Liar, you’re a fucking liar, you’re a fucking snake, you're a fucking piece of shit, here's hoping you'll pay for your mistake, well fuck you, how could you justify, subduing another human being, to get all that you can take, in the mind of a predator, a social fucking predator, mind of a predator, stalking and drugging your prey, acting like an animal, you're a fucking traitor, we'll I’ve got news for you, we're not your petting zoo, you predator.

There's a tension in this country and it's coming to a boiling point, media fueling the flames to keep the public confused and irate, any excuse to justify the next all out street war, using race and religion to create a social divide, pushing the embrace of humanity out of the public minds, closer and closer we get to an all-out police state, the goal is to control by whatever means it fuckin takes! You hear different fucking stories every fucking day, of robberies, rapes and murders and the police have nothing to say, but drive a little fast or smoke a little weed, your ass is nailed to the cross and they've got you pinned for life, get tangled in their web and they've got you pinned for life, keep quiet keep your head down, keep in line just to survive, we're all just commodities in their hateful eyes, spending money on imprisonment instead of social help Take a step back, take a deep breath in, no use trying to hide the sin that you've been living in, the cards are fucking stacked and the next move is yours, an eye for an eye living always leaves a mother scorned. It's the same fucking story just another shitty day, another reason to protest, another reason for ‘us vs them’, an undertrained cop pulls the trigger to quick, and now a life laying in the gutter and a community left in fear. how can you say that you're just doing your job, I thought was to protect and to serve, now we know you’re just thugs, with no heart just a badge, is this what you wanted when you took this job Some decisions can't be taken back Some targets shoot back (end spoken word by Mumia Abu-Jamal, prisonradio.org, piano composition by Angel, recorded by Silas Peddle, final mix by Pat)