We've been standing around for far to long

Living our image, singing our songs

Twenty years strong, but what's really changed?

We've repeated our message but the system remains

The land of the free? The home of the brave?

The black still a target, the worker still a slave

They still have the taxman, they still have the cop

We're still at the bottom, they're still on the top

We gotta fight!

We're asking "Who?" Instead of "Why?"

How can we fight them if we're part of their lie?

Don't let their lies get the better of you because fighting

each other is what they want us to do

The time will come, we'll have our turn. But until that

day we've got a lot to learn. You don't ask for liberty, you

gotta demand! Hope in our hearts, bricks in our hands...