Thrown inside this so called melting pot

pressed against the walls, the spoon don't hit this spot

crushed up, blackened, burned by the walls we rot

you try to mix it up but seperations what you got



the way it looks from here, youth's filled with fear

it's how it looks from here, the mounting storm front

The way it looks, who's at the helm, who steers?

no matter who's in power, oppression turns the gears



steal, rape, oppress - blame it on the next

you guess what's best - but youre always

fucking wrong again- dont try to reach me

keep on grabbin - but it aint free

brainwashed school - they try to teach me



what's to be done before we all crash

head first into the wall is all it takes to wake up

and realize who's victimized - not you or the man

the almighty dollar in demand - here's the plan

nothing but confrontation

Fueled by distrust and misinformation

keep em fighting and watch disintegration

Keep them down, no win Situation!