Nothing last they say
But work and pay now is the way
Hypocritical mofoz waiting for day
They to give in the eyes of all
With same relish for darkness trying to hide
Nothing last they say
But what I have I say
‘grease my palm’ they say all
How can I, when I don’t play well?
They have, but give only to shine them
I don’t have, but am there to shine all
Give me time to steal more their words say,
Give me strength to fight for all my silence say!
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