Ain't Right

Mad Chicken

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    On your knees!
    You better start praying!
    They got Iron in their hands
    And the bible justifying

    One, two, three
    They ain't gonna stop
    Killing is a gig
    And they're working 'round the clock

    Liars!
    Liars!
    Damn liars!
    Liars!

    With my fist up in the air
    I'm fighting with all my senses
    Keep resistance on the streets
    And rats deep in their trenches

    Like a ghost
    They haunt you every night
    But I keep my eyes wide open
    Throwing words sharp as a knife

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    Liars!
    Liars!
    Damn liars!
    Liars!

    Some are facing the end times
    While men are playing games
    When inside the darkest tunnel
    Maybe a white light ain't no good sign

    The pressure upon your shoulders
    To make you pick a side
    It just ain't right, oh no
    I'll tell you once my friend
    I know what group they have me inside
    And I picked a side
    It just ain't right!

    Right under your nose
    They rip off all the country
    They threw a red blood courtain!
    They threw a red blood courtain!

    Where is the public interest that ain't with our brothers?
    We lost another son!
    We lost another mother!

    Liars!
    Liars!
    Damn liars
    Liars!

    The pressure upon your shoulders
    To make you pick a side
    It just ain't right, oh no
    I'll tell you once my friend
    I know what group they have me inside
    And I picked a side
    It just ain't right!

    The pressure upon your shoulders
    To make you pick a side
    It just ain't right!
    I'll tell you once my friend
    I know what group they have me inside
    And I picked a side
    It just ain't right!

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